Jack by Lina Smith / Your Mommy is Always Here

Yesterday, my baby died in my arms. He is 10 years old, my first dog ever. I loved him like my child and I miss him so much. I think I still hear him, his little feet tap-tapping on my floors. I can’t believe he’s gone.

I Will Remember You
When first we met,
You were so tiny and so lonely,
But not for long . . .
You gave your little life to me;
And what a life it was!
When you were gone,
I felt so tiny and so lonely,
Until I realized that separation was but a dream:
Beyond expression is my love for you;
Words fail me;
For in my mind all memories are alive,
And in my heart your image is deeply etched;
And for as long as I’m aware of myself
I will remember you . . .

 

My Precious Baby Jack,