A small pile of soft earth
Is where my angel lies abed
All around her are her flowers
White and blue and pink and red
Her laughing face lies west
And her tail points to east
But her paws are stretched out motionless
And her dear little heart has ceased
She spent all her life with me,
Always a friend,often a comfort
Sometimes even a pest..
For those many moments ,I'm truly blessed
Her feet may never again patter
Round and round on my floor
But she will be waiting at the end
And so I shall grieve no more
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