he’s everything
to me, and
i can’t believe
his time
is coming
to an end.
the light is
getting closer,
but i’m not
ready to say
goodbye
yet.
we’ve had
a good run,
but i’m
not ready
for it
to be over.
i’m not ready
to let it…
go.
he’s everything
to me —
a love
so perfect,
a man’s
best friend,
and i can’t
believe
eleven years
have already
flown by.
i know his
time on earth
is limited,
and i’m afraid
of the day
when i have
to say
goodbye.
please, god —
please hold
the light,
because i’m
not ready
to say
goodbye
yet.
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 6:47 PM UTC
he’s everything
to me, and
i can’t believe
his time
is coming
to an end.
the light is
getting closer,
but i’m not
ready to say
goodbye
yet.
we’ve had
a good run,
but i’m
not ready
for it
to be over.
i’m not ready
to let it…
go.
he’s everything
to me —
a love
so perfect,
a man’s
best friend,
and i can’t
believe
eleven years
have already
flown by.
i know his
time on earth
is limited,
and i’m afraid
of the day
when i have
to say
goodbye.
please, god —
please hold
the light,
because i’m
not ready
to say
goodbye
yet.
Written for my best friend while he’s still here.
Labs don’t live long enough, and he’s been slowing down… hips hurting, days getting heavier.
This isn’t a goodbye poem — it’s a “please stay a little longer” one.
A prayer, a pause, and a reminder of how deeply a dog can shape a heart.
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