A friend has just had to have her beloved old lady pts and this was sent to her. I think that this is lovely. :'(
My Old Friend
Quietly as I go my way,
She follows close at heel.
Unseen to any watchers.
I feel her gently touch my leg
And my downward reaching hand
Is softly muzzled by her nose,
To give me reassurance
Unknowing people say my dog is dead,
But I know that they are wrong.
She walks beside me always,
And shares my love forever.
My Old Friend
Quietly as I go my way,
She follows close at heel.
Unseen to any watchers.
I feel her gently touch my leg
And my downward reaching hand
Is softly muzzled by her nose,
To give me reassurance
Unknowing people say my dog is dead,
But I know that they are wrong.
She walks beside me always,
And shares my love forever.