My little flup dog sprightly walked with style
When she passed me by, I couldn't help but smile.
I always wondered would she be a red or pink lipstick girl
And her tail sways with such an attitude curl.
We sat through each others pain
No words said; understanding just the same.
For 7 long years we strolled together
for 7 long years through dark and light
for 7 long years she protected me
with nothing but her tiny beating Heart.
2 comments:
She's ok isn't she? (she went to a new home didn't she?) Your just pineing for her?
Thats right Leigh,its been a year now and occasionally I find a little hair and weep.
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