Missing Lakota
by Mark Martin
She was a beautiful girl, my Lakota, she kissed, she ran, she played, she explored, she swam, but most of all she loved me unconditionally--she loved her food too. It's such a shock, i'm empty, I've lost my best friend and companion. She knew so much more than people, how to love and never hurt a soul, not that she wasn't playful and sweet, cuz she was all of that too. I'm glad to learn that there is a Rainbow Bridge for her to wait for me. Cause then we're gonna have some great times again. Say hi to all our friends that are waiting. Love Mark ( David, Tiki, and Skittles too)
Comments would be appreciated by the author, Mark Marti
 
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