Seasons With Snickers
Lavish mealtimes, Snicks would evade
She grew weak though paws jumped around
Clinging tighter, sweeter than dachsund licks;
Then... on fateful one noon, she simply heaved her last
Wink of dachshund eyes locked upon mine ,
The rain tears tapping, d r i f t i n g on my bosom --
Reveries of us brought raw pain, immeasurable joy
You, not a heartbeat far from my soul
That I rocked you where our herbal bush rested. Ever.
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