A part of me died,
The ngày bạn left the world.
bạn had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
bạn were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved bạn thêm than anything,
And bạn loved me just the same.
bạn didn't mind, even though bạn knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
bạn and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do bạn still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without bạn ringing the doorbell.
bạn were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are bạn still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift đậu phụng, đậu phộng Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
The ngày bạn left the world.
bạn had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
bạn were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved bạn thêm than anything,
And bạn loved me just the same.
bạn didn't mind, even though bạn knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
bạn and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do bạn still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without bạn ringing the doorbell.
bạn were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are bạn still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift đậu phụng, đậu phộng Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
