Letting my Bruno go...

[guberdog]

There's no icon for a teardrop...I wrote this poem last March for my Doberman of 12 years, 2 weeks before I let him go to heart disease ...

For Bruno

You're an "old man" now,
Your thinning red hair,
Shows signs of you gracefully aging.
Your soft footfall slows,
With each passing day,
More evidence, this war that you're waging.

I see gentle ways
Take the place of your growl,
As your body gives way to your illness.
Yet in your soft eyes
Still remains the same love
That's still sweet in each twilight's soft stillness.

I'll forever be there,
As you were for me,
This debt is a bittersweet pleasure.
Forever you'll be
My best friend in my heart,
For this friendship is life's greatest treasure.

So go swiftly, my sweet angel,
For Got needs you now,
To nuzzle the hand of One only.
Your devotion and comfort
Will serve Heaven well,
It's your legacy here for the lonely.

I loved him so very, very much.

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