Zella
by steve bateman.........................................
Zella

Our sweetheart, our princess, our little baby girl,
To us my darling you meant the world.
Our love and our memories will never fade out,
Of this we are sure, of this there's no doubt.

When we first saw you, it was love at first sight,
With your spindly legs, and your eyes 'o' so bright.
For the next thirteen years you were loyal and true,
Our sweetheart our Zella, we belonged to you.

When you were a puppy you wet on my knee,
From that moment on, you were a big part of me.
At the seaside and hessle we'd run and we'd play,
Digging and swimming till the end of the day.

You'd play with your brush, or play hide and seek,
Then 'natter' and boss us to give you a treat.
You could count up to six when we played with the ball,
You'd bark and then catch it as it bounced off the wall.

Then we'd play 'next game' and with the ball you would run,
And we'd have to chase you, we had lots of fun.
Even in winter there was fun to be had,
You'd play in the snow with mam and with dad

You loved to go out for a ride in the car,
You didn't care where, how near or how far
You'd sit in the front whenever you could,
Looking so proud and feeling so good.


You were clever and special, you knew many words,
You tilted your head at all the things that you heard.
We have so many memories, it's like you've always been there,
Yet our time seemed so short, it just isn't fair.

Your corner is empty, our hearts feel the same,
Our tears keep on falling like the cold winter rain.
If a wish could be granted, if a dream could come true,
It would be to be happy, it would be to see you.

Our eyes scan the garden and we feel such despair,
Expecting to see you, but you are not there.
Each time we go out and walk down the lane,
We feel you are with us, and call out your name.


We are privileged and lucky to have shared in your life,
Now the pain of your loss just cuts like a knife,
But we thank you my darling for the years that we had,
For the love that you gave, we truly are glad.

When the gold autumn leaves dance round our feet,
We'll think it is you, as our hearts skip a beat.
When the warm summer breeze caresses our face,
We'll think it is you, as our hearts start to race.

As our tears fell down on your pretty little face,
We knew you would carry them to a far away place,
To rainbow bridge where you'll run and you'll play,
Till we all meet again some other day.

We have so many memories, too many to write,
Sleep peacefully Zella, our sweetheart, goodnight.


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