Our Golden Retriever
Sadly our Golden is nearing the end
But still has a bunch more loving to give
Amazing how they win you over
In the heart where everybody lives
Fifteen years of warmth and sunshine
Miss Golden you have turned my crank
Sure wish you could live forever
But in reality we have much to thank
Sadly our Golden is nearing the end
She's hanging on for our benefit not hers
We should let her go with dignity
And bequeath her charms to her heirs
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2022
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