September 4th, 2008
This is another poem dealing with the loss of a beloved dog. Most poignant is the author's emotion that death holds no fear for her, since she knows who will be waiting there to greet her!
Treasured Friend
I lost a treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And share her silent thoughts with me...
She'll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more her favorite ball
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