Peep by Rhonda

 

"Peep"

1987 ----- March 1 2000

Dog

 

They will not go quietly

the dogs whove shared our lives.

In subtle ways they let us know

their spirit still survives.

Old habits still make us think we hear a barking at the door.

Or step back when we drop

a tasty morsel on the floor.

Our feet still go around the place

the food dish used to be and sometimes

coming home at night

we miss them terribly.

And although time may bring new friends

and a new food dish to fill

that one place in our heart

belongs to them... and always will.

I miss you so "best bud".

 

Rhonda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peep
Rhonda