Soulful eyes, a squeaky bark
A fuzzy neck and pointy nose
Muscled once, her legs grow weak
And looking in her eyes, she knows

When young, she basked in sun of spring
She ran the yard and played with cat
When old, she stumbled on the step
Slipped on the floor, ate on the mat

Once she ran, flew on the bed
Tangled the covers, made a nest
As time went by, she stopped the play
Took her time to watch and rest

Now gone, the house too quiet and still
The bed is made, the rug now dry
She told me it was time today
So I listened, and I said goodbye