by Sandra Moore
We found out yesterday that you are dying. It wont be very long.
I cant seem to find the strength I need to keep me strong.
I look at you at and start crying, you lick my tears away.
I cannot bear to leave you, because today might be the day.
You dont yet show any signs of pain. Maybe they are wrong.
Or maybe youre putting on an act, to say look at me, Im strong.
They say that youll start to pull away from us, that its just natures way.
I hope thats not the case with you. I dont want to see you that way.
You are only 3 years old too young for such a burden to bear.
You dont seem to understand all the sorrow and despair.
I didnt really want you, but I love you just the same.
Now I cant imagine life without you there would be no gain.
Your big brown eyes are innocent and your heart is so pure.
Youre the smartest dog Ive ever known who could ask for more?
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