In 2004 a red haired lass offered
“free to a good home”
A 2 y/o black lab,
housebroken & glad
To go where
A loyal companion w/ a watchful eye,
He was Happy, Joyous & Free.
He’d lick your knees, ready to please.
A gift of Recovery.
In recent weeks he had become
A shell of his healthy wag.
A decision was made to spare him more
Grief than he could drag.
10 years of Joy ought to be enough
To prepare one for the sorrows
One has to feel when faced w/ the