death has separated no one

Our cocker spaniel Sophie had a stroke She could not lift her head or drink water Even after we poured some out onto the floor We had no choice but to take her to a vet And have her put out of her misery Our other dog Buddy looked for her for awhile Buddy now sleeps where Sophie used to sleep on the floor When I am in my bed, I often feel an animal curl into the small of my back I reach around to give a pet, but this is an angel dog This is where Sophie always used to sleep when she got up on this bed So even though she is supposedly gone She is still here; I have the feel of her as proof It gives me comfort as I feel her push into the small of my back Death has separated no one