My Dog Mikey
Today I had to put my dog down,
old age, arthritic, and sick.
I've had him for fourteen years,
and right now I feel like a big prick.
Mikey was my familys first dog,
we got him when my oldest boy was just two;
he has been with my family ever since,
inside my heart I am sad and blue.
I will surely miss him,
running to greet me as I return home;
I know that he has a better life now,
and the fields in heaven he'll roam.
Written for my mutt Mikey; I will truly miss you boy!
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