CRUSSOEA Poem by hcarsonAN OLD FAITHFUL DOG WHO HELPED ME THROUGH YEARS OF ABUSE BUT SADLY THEY DON'T AGE WITH YOU :(CRUSSOE For many years at my side you sat. Your great soft head I would so often pat. You were my friend, my protector, all I did need, you asked for nothing in return, just some warmth, love and feed. Your shining brown eyes so full of love, we fit together, like hand in glove. Then 'that' day came. We had delayed so long, but your quality of life had up and gone. Your legs couldn't carry you, although we had; from room to room, bed to yard. This for you eventually became too hard- that good natured grin had turned to gloom. You were ready, but for me it was too soon. We made the call and took you in. The last part of your journey. we carried you through. Eyes were streaming. So hard to do. I stroked that head, like a million times before, as they took the clippers and shaved your paw. The light left your eyes, as I looked on. Your heart had stopped. Your life was gone. (Crussoe, 1994-2009)
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5 Reviews Added on March 10, 2016 Last Updated on March 10, 2016 Authorhcarsoncardiff, barry, United KingdomAboutI have an interest in writing short stories and poetry in some shape or form apparently since coming here! Being a mother of five means I have no end of inspiration! I'm an animal lover and have an Am.. more..Writing
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