Four Paws in Heaven Poetry Pages

Your suffering shall end soon,
though mine has just begun.
I do not want to let you go,
But Iím told the time has come.

Iíll hold you while you go to sleep,
and wish that I could too–
I do not want to say goodbye;
I want to go with you.

Sleep now, my precious baby,
Dream of your favorite toy,
And hide ní seek and tug of war–
Those games that brought us joy.

Iíll think how very blessed I've been
For all the years we've shared,
I'd not trade them for anything–
Though this heartbreak would be spared.

© 1993 Kathy S. Doerr
In loving memory of Tex