Yes, I know sixteen years is a long time, especially in doggie years. Our sweet Poppy girl, always my shadow. You never missed the chance for just one more treat. And I was always a sucker.
I was not prepared for the grief of losing you. It held tight on your last day with us. Leaving me barely able to breathe, unable to hold back tears.
I keep looking for you around the house. Glancing where your bed should be. Death is a part of all life. Causing an emptiness in spaces and hearts.
In the Sun
Now held in
In our years
A long life
For a runt-
For our time
In the sun
I don’t typically post twice in one day, but I could not let the year pass without sharing about our sweet Poppy girl. We miss her so…