Our Beloved Nina when young was like wildfire
under the table, or lying in the sun
running and panting and catching a ball
bringing us things she found on her walks
every time I saw her
love spread through my heart
openly and freely
very fast, as fast as a fireball
every day and night
doing her own thing was easy for her
Never too hard, nothing was too hard for her
in our hearts will be always
nina our beloved
angel.
| Jasmine |