Always a warm comfy reminder at the foot of my bed.
Sometimes you do silly things and I’d just shake my head.

At the first light of dawn, a paw would fall upon my face
I’d rub your head and give you a warm embrace.

You’d bound out to the beach with me following close behind
We’d wander and wonder, never knowing what we’d find.

Every day you’ve been with me, a constant companion who was always there.
The end was near and it just didn’t seem fair.

Eventually it was only me there in my bed with no one to lick my face or my hand
I miss the good times we spent together; I miss your pawprints in the sand.

~ Author Unknown

 

 

By | 2015-10-17T13:11:52+00:00 September 16th, 2015|Pet Loss Poem|Comments Off on Pawprints In The Sand