Here we are, us three
Stuart, Charlie and me
Charlie came for a visit
While, we were sitting
Down, in breezy Brean
Down, by the sea
He sat, in the middle
Showed, us his wings
And told us
of doggy heavenly things
He started to giggle
This beautiful boy
He told us, to remember
All the good times
All the smiles, that we all had
He came to say he is, ok
Then, he had, to fly away
He said, he would come again
But, not sure quite when.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem