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
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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