Date: 4/6/2026
By midnight-libra
last night I held you for the first time since you left since I let you go my sweet darling dog I wish you had been younger in that dream of mine I wish those gray hairs that flecked your little muzzle were once again brown I wish I’d seen you running and playing freely not limping along but still I’m grateful for the time we shared in life and in that sweet dream