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The following poem is written by and owned by Red Hope. Please do not burrow
this poem without permission first. Any feedback can be sent to me at red_hope@yahoo.com
Thank you.


My Dog

It has been a year
I miss you as much as I love you
it was the birth of your death yesterday
I haven't forgotten your bark
or your soft eyes
I still dream about you
and that you are alive
I see you happy or sad
my memories of you flood into my head
when I pass by your remains
and yesterday my emotions took control
of me when I sat beside your grave
the flowers beside you wilting away
much as you had some time ago
you were my first puppy
and I know there will be none
as cute or precious as you
you live still inside of me
and you'll always be my dog.

Red Hope
March 26, 2002