by michelle farrow
sometimes i lay on my bed and start crying happy and sad tears.i lay thinking of the very many memories and momets we spent together....then i think of all the things we did in 16 wonderful years..i still in the wind can hear him bark.i dream i think about every moment we shared togther...as little drops run down my face i still feal his soft face againest mine oh how i miss him
some times when i dream or tink i think of him in doggie heven playing
i see god and i pray.....god says to nanuke watch over me he does as told .i feel him over my shoulder......i lay and cry