Sadness
by Gayle Scarfone
My heart is filled with sadness, not having you greet me at the door in the mornings when i feed. My heart is filled with sadness, not having you go on those walks we used to take every day. My heart is filled with sadness, not seeing you hunt for mice in the fields and the creek My heart is filled with sadness, not having you to throw sticks to as you bounce after them. My heart is filled with sadness, since Thursday Feb 13th when the road took you away. I love you Reddie Bear
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