Trixie my beautiful black and tan girl, my little monkey, my little trixie dixie, i know this is not a great poem i wrote but it was for you..I was so depressed for few days then i sat at the door thinking of you while it rainy that morning..
As you can hear the raindrop falls,
Not a storm can remove it all.
The sound was so sweet,
that you can actually see.
In my depression, with losing you i would say,
Or just maybe thinking in those rainy day.
That those beautiful sound said was bad,
In what they would have add.
The peace of the sounds within,
is the sound of those clinking in tins.
I cannot recall that something good come,
That tells me “It’s okay i understood”.
The pain of a person’s loss of furry friend,
Would never have a joy new friend to spend.
Until then, While depression leave,
The sun rising in horzion will be relieved.
I do have little to say, i missed you so very dearly. I cannot believe you gone or taken away so soon that we had 8 years together. I wish you never had this illness that took your life, you would be with me bit longer. I miss you soooo much
With all my love,
| Trixie |
| 14, Sep 2012 |
| Sandy Royall |