Paris, the tiny star

In a world too big for one so small, You walked with pride, stood ten feet tall. A heart of gold in a dainty frame, Paris, sweet pup, we still say your name. Your paws once tapped across the floor, A rhythm we won’t hear anymore. But echoes linger in every room, A light that cuts through even gloom. Wrapped in bows or nestled in bed, Chasing sunbeams, turning heads. With ears like sails and eyes so wide, You ruled our hearts with gentle pride. Though time was short, the love was deep, And now in dreams, you softly sleep. But still we feel you, still you stay— A piece of us that won't drift away. The world’s less bright without your cheer, But we’ll hold you close, forever near. Rest now, Paris, your journey done, Our little star, our tiny sun.