How many squirrels have I chased up a tree?
Too many to count, the ones who got free
How many balls have I fetched just for you
I opened my mouth, guess what – there were two!
My coat is not red now, but silvery grey
My face has turned white and I’m slower at play
My body’s grown tired and now I must part
God will keep me in his care
You will keep me in your heart.
Written by Janet Hamelin
In memory of Harley
Oh how we miss you,
| Harley |
| 8, Sep 2005 |
| Sarah & Bryan Ross |