November 4 1983 ----- May 20 1998
Dog
If memories could build a bridge
and tears could form a lane
I would climb up to heaven and bring you home again.
My heart still grieves for you.
I know you aren't suffering anymore. Now it's my turn.
I miss your comfort your warmth and your love.
Meet me at the bridge when I get there.
Phyllis
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