"Poor Old Max"

A poem I wrote for a dear friend who lost his dog recently

Poor old Max ……….his time had come
To wag his tail just for his Mum.

He was your loyal and faithful friend
And wagged his tail ‘til the very end


He kept you company. …When he could
Just as a faithful true friend should.

He loved you so, as he loved his Mum
But he had to leave you when his day had come

His day had come when his life was through
But unfortunately, he has now left you

Now he’s gone away to pastures new
To wag his tail and still be true

He will still be loyal and faithful too
But he will be with Wendy…
Not with you.

But please don’t be sad because he’s gone
You will join him one day…with his Mum

When it is your “call”....... and your life is through
He will wag his tail again for you !


Maria Goretti

That is a beautiful poem. Very heartfelt. You are very gifted with words.