Skybound Smore

One fateful day, fate lent a hand,
A gust of wind, from this beautiful land
It lifted Smore from his earthly place,
And up into the sky, he began to race.

With fur aflutter, and heart filled with glee,
He realized his dream, he was finally free.
He soared with the eagles, danced with the doves,
In the boundless sky, he found the love.

Smore, my guinea pig, earned his wings,
In the endless sky, where his heart now sings.
Though small in size, he was mighty in flight,
A guinea pig, now a star in the night.