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
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