three weeks and one day


three weeks have passed since we saw you last
the sadness is too much to bear
your sweet little face belongs in this place
there’s nothing left now but your hair

your issues were great, deep down doggie hate
there are so few places we’ve been to
but since you’ve been here you’ve had no fear
and we’re proud of the life that we gave you

a gentle wet nose, those cute furry toes
two eyes that looked into your heart
you gave us your trust now recover we must
but where can we possibly start

holding you near, our soft words in your ear
the worst of our life was that day
we miss you so much but your legacy is such
who could forget Milly Bray