Dedicated to the memory of a sixteen year old friend.
As I sit here with you,
Not wanting you to go.
I know how much I`ll miss you,
Because I love you so.
As I stroke your wispy graying hair,
That once was midnight black.
Although I find it painful,
The memories come flooding back.
Back to a much happier time,
When life was not a strain
Back to when you were so vibrant,
And could walk without such pain.
You were all that I could ask for,
As a dog and as a friend.
Your devotion never wavered,
From the beginning till the end
Now as I sit here with you,
Not wanting you to go.
You look at me with tired eyes,
That say you love me so.
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