Well it looks like life
has run out of trees for you
this walk through the world,
little buddy.
You were so very good
all the days of your life...
such an open heart;
mine is breaking.
This walk;
our last one together,
I will carry you
though I do not know the way.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
Well it looks like life
has run out of trees for you
this walk through the world,
little buddy.
You were so very good
all the days of your life...
such an open heart;
mine is breaking.
This walk;
our last one together,
I will carry you
though I do not know the way.
Grover Maxwell Underfoot the Great has been my companion for 13+ years but sadly his days are coming to an end. This is my poem for him. He has been such a good boy.
Grover passed the 27th of June 2014.