Sprinkles
By Lauren H
Published 15 September 2017
You in a dark, cold box,
Living next to baby socks.
You're golden like the Sun,
Sweet as a hot cross bun.
I slept with you at night,
We never used to fight.
You've short hair and your small,
You're furry and not so tall.
You're a goat, never a ghost,
And I'll always love you the most.