A part of me died,
The 일 당신 left the world.
당신 had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
당신 were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved 당신 더 많이 than anything,
And 당신 loved me just the same.
당신 didn't mind, even though 당신 knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
당신 and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do 당신 still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without 당신 ringing the doorbell.
당신 were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are 당신 still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift 땅콩 Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
The 일 당신 left the world.
당신 had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
당신 were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved 당신 더 많이 than anything,
And 당신 loved me just the same.
당신 didn't mind, even though 당신 knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
당신 and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do 당신 still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without 당신 ringing the doorbell.
당신 were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are 당신 still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift 땅콩 Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
Hello, my old friend. How are 당신 today? Are 당신 okay? Oh, why am I talking to you? 당신 cannot hear a word I say. Whether I tell 당신 to sit 또는 stay, 당신 can no longer obey. 당신 sleep the 일 away. 당신 don't play fetch anymore. Who cares? I didn't enjoy it anyway. All right, okay, I did enjoy it. I miss those days when 당신 wanted to play. I miss the days when 당신 could hear me. Yet I still talk to you. I'd like to believe, with all my heart, I'd like to believe you're still listening. I'd like to believe 당신 can feel me. 당신 may be gray in the muzzle, and 당신 walk with a limp, and you're half blind, but 당신 still care. I know, I know, and I know that 당신 still 사랑 me. Do 당신 know I still 사랑 you?