negro-friends

Negro and Friends

Mareike and Lobo,
how are you my friends?
I am not having a good day, I am at peace
with myself, but the pain goes on, I really miss him.
I feel the tremendous need of seeing him again, hug him, kiss him, he
was my friend, my plush toy, he was my everything!!
Well I wrote something...

My little one, in the fast road of life, she brought you one cold night.
I was feeling blue, and suddenly... there you were!
A black furry dog, with the most glorious smile!!
We've passed the good, the bad days, tragedies, surprises, happiness,
all the emotions, together side by side, heart to heart, you and me,
we had each other to laugh or cry.
To see you every morning was heaven!
Your eyes were the soothing elixir for my weakened soul.
You were the reason of my being here, the strenght to go on.
You made me feel new everyday with that sweet look in your eyes.
You made my heart beat with joy every single day of your life!!!!
But time flies away like a hurricane, for you, for me, for everyone, and
then before we know it is time for Good Byes.
And to slowly enter the painful "Road of Tears".
That's were I am since the day you're gone. Further down the road I see memories
of you, walking with the pain in my heart, trying to get someplace where
it will be warm, and the sun will be my friend again!
As I walk by, I look behind, and as a dot, I see me and you playing,
sad, happy, together, and I smile with my heart and go on.
Do you remember the day, at that detour, when we saw God? He took you by
your paw, and we looked at each other, kept looking, till I missed you in the distance.
And when I looked forward I saw a different road, full of
darkness, mud, lightning, storms.
A place they call " The Road of Tears",
a path we must travel to mend our torn and broken hearts.
So here I am, my little one, keeping you in my heart!
You are my treasure, my touchstone, my teacher!
You taught me that there is no time to cry, that joy, forgiveness, warmth and
real love comes from the most unexpected places
That everyday is a surprise, that I am worth it, that I can give so much love, that the best
things in life are for free, that everyday is a good day to say
"I Love You" and that we have to go on.
So I thank God, for allowing You, Negro, to be my friend, son and love.
I feel he gave us the most precious gift, he made us met in this
great, enormous world...what a coincidence!
In this gigantic world we met, can we call it magic?
And now as I look above, I smile with a big huge smile, and I blink at the
sky, knowimg you're my angel, my angel who will lead me with his guiding paw,
to help me through this fast road called
LIFE!!
THANKS FOR ALL MY NEGRO!!!
The day we met:
Tuesday, July 2, 1991

The day we said Good Bye:
Tuesday March 19, 2002
This Tribute was written by Negro's grieving Mommy Andrea Ferreyra, "andu"
Argentina, April 10, 2002

Negro

Sukee

Pooky

Thunder

Kiki

Troubles

Mitzi

This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say

Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask

Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can't say goodbye to yesterday [can't say goodbye]

cntinued.......

No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there's hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You're not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday [the dream]
Those are words I'll never say [I'll never say]

This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me