by Joyce Rich
The way you smiled and streched yourself the sable color of your coat
my little lassie my dear sweet friend you took a big part of me in the end. my nights are longer the days without end I miss you so much
my little friend.I hope you knew what you meant to me I visit you
daily under that big tree.I buried you there close to the tree the
squirrels you chased now skamper around.Whenever Im lonely I find
myself there wishing you were still here. Lassie Sheltie