I know you’re sad missing me so
But ’twas the kindest thing – to let me go.
You knew my spirit had to be free.
This tired old body – just wasn’t me.
I know you’re sad grieving so.
Let me lick those tears – I can you know.
Don’t think of me gone not being there.
Let me look awhile allow me to stare.
Allow my paw to touch that cheek.
Where’er we are love shall seek
And if one day you see me coming
Have no doubts we’ll both be running.
To feel those hands caress my paw
That is nature that’s Gods Law.
Rennie
| Gismo |
| 30, Oct 2000 |
| Rennie |