Waiting at the Door
by Arpita
I was just a pup when we first met.I loved you from the start, you picked me up and took me home, and placed me in your heart. Good times we had together, we shared all life could throw.But years passed all too quickly, my time has come to go. I know how much you miss me, I know your heart is sore.I see the tears that fall when I am not waiting at the Door. You always did your best for me, your love was plain to see. For even though it broke your heart, you set my spirit free.So please be brave with me, one day we will meet once more, for when you are called to heaven, I'll waiting at the Door.

Today we performed your last rites. And sure I am eagerly waiting for the day when I will be meeting you again.
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