My dog just passed away, unexpectedly
In the middle of a hot summer night
It was lying on its side, right next to me
I carry their body, inside my arms
As I look for a big old apple tree
So it can eat apples in heaven
I have all their blankets and toys with me
So that they do not get bored as they
Travel towards the shining bright stars
I still remember their white ears
As I scratched their head as we played
As such memories . . .
To late to give one final walk 'round the block
Such a beautiful morning, with birds singing
As I carry my friend in my arms
I wonder if they're singing them goodbye
Cars are driving by, as I cross the street
Is the black and red blob I see a dead cat?
I wish I had more arms to bring them along
Remember when I first brought you home
You hide underneath my bed
As such memories . . .
And when I gave you your first biscuit
You ran around in circles at my feet
Such a sight . . .
The sun shines brighter as you get heavier in my arms
We reach the cemetery, and right at the entrance
There's a big old red apple tree
I lay them on the floor as I dig
The pile of dirt keeps growing, as I am sweating
I want to make sure you don't dig yourself out
You loved to dig in my garden
When the hole is big and deep enough
I lay your body inside
With all of your belongings
I mark your grave, with your collar and leash
So I can visit when I leave school
I don't want to forget your name
I still feel you on the right side of my bed as I sleep
© Sofia Villagrana 2022
Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 11:30 PM UTC
My dog just passed away, unexpectedly
In the middle of a hot summer night
It was lying on its side, right next to me
I carry their body, inside my arms
As I look for a big old apple tree
So it can eat apples in heaven
I have all their blankets and toys with me
So that they do not get bored as they
Travel towards the shining bright stars
I still remember their white ears
As I scratched their head as we played
As such memories . . .
To late to give one final walk 'round the block
Such a beautiful morning, with birds singing
As I carry my friend in my arms
I wonder if they're singing them goodbye
Cars are driving by, as I cross the street
Is the black and red blob I see a dead cat?
I wish I had more arms to bring them along
Remember when I first brought you home
You hide underneath my bed
As such memories . . .
And when I gave you your first biscuit
You ran around in circles at my feet
Such a sight . . .
The sun shines brighter as you get heavier in my arms
We reach the cemetery, and right at the entrance
There's a big old red apple tree
I lay them on the floor as I dig
The pile of dirt keeps growing, as I am sweating
I want to make sure you don't dig yourself out
You loved to dig in my garden
When the hole is big and deep enough
I lay your body inside
With all of your belongings
I mark your grave, with your collar and leash
So I can visit when I leave school
I don't want to forget your name
I still feel you on the right side of my bed as I sleep
© Sofia Villagrana 2022
Inspired by Wo Qui Non Coin in episode 24 of Cowboy Bebop (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcTVu3N12no)
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