Fare you well my beloved Annabel,
May you in peace and happiness dwell
In heaven's gardens, far from earth's hell
Where angels will your pain and fears quell.
I do miss the rising decibel,
Every time you raised your voice to yell
At marauders who did our trees fell,
To earn money from the wood they'd sell.
Our home now feels like an old citadel.
Deafening silence, dank smell -
Make it a place where I cannot dwell,
I truly miss you my Annabel.
As soon as there is a long dry spell,
I will pack my bags and leave this cell.
The loss and pain within me to quell
Fare you well my beloved Annabel.