The last time I saw you
Both of us knew
The fun and love we had
Was soon to be through
Our time had ticked out
There was no turning back
Fate had dealt her cruel hand
And faired us no slack
Then you died in my arms
I saw life exiting your eyes
You took your last breath
And you let out two sighs
As I felt the breath blow by
There was a familiar energy
And once it had faded I realized
You had gotten it from me
I pray good dogs go to heaven
For their loving care
Because I know if they do
You’ll be waiting for me there
Nice. Reminds me of the last lines of the song OLD SHEP: If dogs have a heaven, there's one thing I know: Old Shep has a wonderful home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have honored Tiger's memory and I believe you'll see him again.