(( Death comes to take you away my Little Bit , my four legged friend who brightens my day . Your earthly shell once warm with soul , now stricken stiff lifeless and cold . Half past midnight the hand of death like a cruel theif ; steals my joy and leaves me grief . Dawn dish soap , loving hands , the flow of water from ragged tub ; prepares her body to be received by mother earth's sacred love . My shovel digs the hole , the one i started that afternoon . A relunctant welcome , preparation for death the visitor who i knew would visit soon . Little Bit my friend, in my memory , you stay in sight . Yet no longer amongst the living , curse this sad task of midnight . ))
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CertainDarkThings
05:41 Sep 25 2019
I’m sorry for your loss.
psyche
01:30 Sep 26 2019
thank you certaindarkthings . She was a good dog , a happy little soul and she brought my mother joy . Maybe she is with mama now , giving her the joy and happiness that she gave her on earth . Once again , thank you .