The Death

My love for you,

May be hard to see.

I left you as the sun rose,

She held my paw and took me.

Now do not be sad,

Yes I may have gone.

But do not shed a tear,

It will not be long.

I will wait for you to come,

I will wait in the sky,

And know I miss you too,

I hear you and I cry.

But we will meet one day,

In this land that I’m now in,

Dry your sad eyes,

You will hold me in the end.

I now have wings,

And soon so will you,

Wait for me,

And I will wait for you.

All My Love,

Your Lost Dog