Aspie, Sweet Aspie
Gone are the days
When the grass was so green
The air so fresh, your legs so strong.
Gone is your sister Alta
And your carefree romps together
Thru spring days never-ending.
Gone, too, is your human mother
For human reasons you never understood.
Aspie, Sweet Aspie
Gone from my life now you are
And left with me is a grief I cannot overcome.
Yet also I will always have
The love and trust shining still in your eyes
I will love you always
My Aspie, My Sweet Aspie.
| Rick |