This day is marked with sadness
And grief, yes, it’s true.
But it’s also marked with the love
Of something I did for you.
Friends like you do not come often;
Your love for me was rare.
The devotion you showed, the love you gave,
Your smile that proved you care.
I’ll forever think of your eyes;
So trusting, they looked at me.
But I also know you started to run,
The moment I set you free.
A dog is an angel and a special gift;
Most humans will agree.
But few will receive the precious love
That you have given me.
I think of you all every day.
I love you.
| Angie |