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Jan 2017
white tip on her tail
black lab mix turned old and gray
all as her hips start to fail
but she still wants to play and run and jump


onyx the great we call her
been with us since 2004
back then she had all black fur
now her snout is new fallen snow


all the cats we’ve brought home
showed sadness when they left for good
cared for them like her own
loved everyone she came across


she’s on her way up to the sky
not there yet but soon will be
And as i ask why
i spend every moment with her
Bridget Rose
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Bridget Rose  pennsylvania
(pennsylvania)   
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