Friday 20 December 2013

DOG DAYS A poem by Ann Wilson



The sparkle is still there
in your beautiful eyes.
But I'm sensing some pain,
along with your sighs.

You've been a good friend,
my companion for years.
You've given me comfort,
midst sadness and tears.

You've always been faithful
and loving, it's true.
Oh, how will I cope,
if I haven't got you.

It's sad that your dog days,
must come to an end.
I'll never forget you,
dearest Shannon, my friend.


Shannon  R.I.P April 11th 2007

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