My Dog by Red Hopedisclaimer
The following poem is written by and owned by Red Hope. Please do not burrow
this poem without permission first. Any feedback can be sent to me at
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Thank you.
My Dog
It has been a year
I miss you as much as I love you
it was the birth of your death yesterday
I haven't forgotten your bark
or your soft eyes
I still dream about you
and that you are alive
I see you happy or sad
my memories of you flood into my head
when I pass by your remains
and yesterday my emotions took control
of me when I sat beside your grave
the flowers beside you wilting away
much as you had some time ago
you were my first puppy
and I know there will be none
as cute or precious as you
you live still inside of me
and you'll always be my dog.
