I really miss my dog

He was more then just a friend

He never wanted me to be sad

Until the very last end

He was very sick

and I didn't comply

So basically, I watched him suffer before he got to die

And he went away

not in my arms

closed up his eyes

and did the last doggy charm

He allowed no one say

on how he'd say goodbye

he went so alone, That thought made me cry

I wanted to be there, hugging him tight

Not dancing away, and have fun that night

At night I miss him, reach out my hand and wait

I cannot feel his presence since that date

I used to be comforted by him at my feet

Now that he's gone,

I shiver and hide my head with the sheet.

He haunts me still, and I can hear his mornful call

The howl in the night,

that comforts me, not at all.

Alex 3-26-06