by Louise Carlini
DAISY 8/14/1991 - 6/30/2004
A flower of a face
Bouncy step, full of grace
Always true, never blue
This was Daisy
Proud of stance
Would often "dance"
In her prime she could mountain-climb!
This was Daisy
She had a long and happy life
Not too much sorrow, not too much strife
We loved her so, but had to let go of our little Daisy
If you read this, shed a tear
Especially if you knew our little dear
But only be sad for a little while,
Then remember her with a smile.
Daisy died in my arms on the way to the vet to have her put to sleep. She went so quietly, we didn't even realize it happened. Just like her, to never make a problem.