A tear is a gentle way
Of showing how I felt today
It's hard to speak as well
When on our mate-ship I do dwell
And my running tear
That I did fear
Showed to the world
How our mate-ship gelled
So farewell until the dawn
When you will greet me on that morn
And you and I will smile again
Such friendships can have no other end.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I feel the same about my dog! ! (She's over 14 1/2 and slowly fading) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The value of mate-ship being able to express your true feelings.