Goodbye Dear One

Goodbye Dear One

How old am I?

I just couldn’t say,

I lived in the moment,

From each day to day.

All I’ve known

Is chase, and play

Guarding you, and to

Do as you say.

It’s been so great

to be in your Pack

Included in all things,

We each “got our backs”

But when life got harder

I gladly endured,

For the love of my family

It kept my heart moored.

Then like a pen,

I ran out of ink,

It got harder to move

Even harder to think.

And when it got bad

My people took note;

“We should send him to Heaven”

Came the merciful vote.

So, again I’ll stand tall,

with The Dog’s endless spirit

To serve as a new pup,

The one who endears it.

 

by Dr. Erik Johnson