by Eric Bruns

Oh my dear Ajax my little white dog
You sit on the floor like a giant white log
You go outside and act like a pup
But when it comes to stairs you can't get up
You had a stroke which made me sad
So you went to the vet along with my dad
You get a lot of love each and every day
And you give a lot of love back in every way
As healthy as you are you fall every were
So my dad picks you up with a lot of care
You may not be as white as snow
But you sure as soft as a soft pillow
Not to long ago you turned 16
The vet said you were going to die soon that's really mean
You eat grasshoppers but you can't keep them down
You ran away once that made me frown
You know that we can't be split apart
I have a picture of you but you'll always be in my hart
It's sad for me to see you fall
I always think you are the cutest of all
I love you and you love me too
But why do you like to lick my shoe
You having your stroke taught me to never give up
I still remember when you were a pup
Writing this poem makes me feel fine
If you'll let me I want to hug you one more time
i gave him a hug it wasn't a piece of cake
he really loves to eat pancakes
he is older then me by six years
he hates the vacuum cleaner i think it hurts his ears
he fell in his own pee once
we had to wash him now when he sees the hose he runs
when Mrs.Ridder read this poem she cried
it would make me cry if Ajax died
when he lays down the spot gets really warm
he loves to eat a lot of popcorn
his name is Colorado silver
he is a big believer
i cant believe how long this poem has got
i cant stop saying this but i love you a lot
i bet you would like this poem if you could under stand me
but when you poop on the floor i just go really
this page has reached a 2ND page
you hate your kennel because its just a giant cage
everybody says this poem might make them cry
when my dad comes home you go who is this guy
your so kind you wouldn't hurt a fly
why won't you go up stairs i wonder why
it scares me when you sleep and it looks like your not breathing
but then i realize you were just sleeping
if i wake you up you go omg
and i go sorry
you howl in the middle of the night
my mom says your part wolf i think she's right
i made this poem with all of my hart
when someone comes your growl but not bark
you've had a very tough time
this may not be a good poem but at least i can rhyme
you are the wonder dog once young now old
i still can't believe you still don't do what your told
you love water so much you drink it off the floor
i still wonder if you miss are old house any more
you seem to never get excited any more
i still cant believe you still have to eat by the door
now i cry in my bed
because my 1 best friend is now dead