The Sparrows Sing (changes in red)

I was smitten by your freckled face
and slender form, but not fooled
by your innocent appearance.
I recognised a feisty female lurked
unafraid to fight the girls
from your territory.

You were a flirt, soon losing
your virginity to become a mother.
Pursued by two suitors;
a father and son,the junior
nick-named Toy Boy

Life's tree is now uprooted - yet
your family foliage is a profusion
of blooms. Toy Boy has moved
into your vacant flat, while
you probably romp with your
first love (his father)
in paradise.

Shrouded in tissue paper,
your frail body is gently laid
in a cardboard coffin.
Beneath the mock orange tree,
I dug deep, where worms and woodlice
prepared soil to receive you.
Lowering the box into earth
a duet of sparrows sing
their lament for you, Lizzie Lulu,
my first Leopard Gecko.
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original lines

one was your rivals son,
nick-named Toy Boy.

I recently posted a poem 'Fascination' about my gecko's great-great grandfather.

You can read it here

I've also found this in the archives about his great-great grandmother.

Ha!! You got me fooled all the way. A gecko. You were talking about a gecko. Killer ending.

Some minor, nits:

The Sparrows Sing

I was smitten by your freckled face
and slender form, but not fooled
by your innocent appearance.
I recognised a feisty female lurked
unafraid to fight the girls
from her territory

Maybe "you" instead of "her". since the N is addressing the subject directly in the poem.
You need a period after "territory".

You were a flirt, soon loosing
virginity to become a mother.
Pursued by two suitors;
one was your rivals son,
nick-named Toy Boy.

I think you mean "losing" not "loosing".
Sounds better saying "your" virginity as oppose to just "virginity".
Saying your rival's son sounds wrong since your suitors are not your rivals. Maybe "Pursued by two suitors;
a father and son/the junior nick-named "Toy Boy".

Life's tree is now uprooted - yet
your family foliage is a profusion
of blooms. Toy Boy has moved
into your vacant flat, while
you probably romp with your
first love (his father)
in paradise.

Don't quite get "your family foliage is a profusion of blooms.".
I'd delete "probably".

Shrouded in tissue paper,
your frail body is gently laid
in a cardboard coffin.
Beneath the mock orange tree,
I dug deep, where worms and woodlice
prepared soil to receive you.
Lowering the box into earth
a duet of sparrows sing
their lament for you, Lizzie Lulu,
my first Leopard Gecko.

I'd put "box" instead of coffin". Sounds stronger than "coffin" with "cardboard" and "box" can be an internal rhyme with "mock". Again, great ending.

Luce

Hi Eisa,
So glad to see you posting again. I know you've had troubles...hope all's well!
I love this poem. You're so good at writing about your various lizards, snakes, geckos and now I'm waiting for a poem to your new...not telling!!
Not much to nit, just some typos, I think.

Not much I can add to the previous crits. This one is worth making the little changes and actually tending to "little" ...if you can instill that feeling of smallness into the poem ...you have some of that already, maybe augment it.

Hi,

I've been so busy that I almost forgot I'd posted this one.

Thank you Luce, Syl and Joe for your comments. I'll make a few tweaks now.

Eira