In Memory of Mikey
The Sweetest Gift
My Mikey. You came to me by way of Gallup, a savior in golden fur. Your constant and unconditional love carried me through the darkest of times. In the light I saw your brown, melancholy eyes staring up at me. Not always serious, you jumped and smiled at the smallest of walks. And, one day, you dared chase a ball with the big dogs in the park. Always vigilant, you guarded the yard - waiting for a passerby to unleash your bark. You were my shadow. And I counted on that. I thought you would live forever. But I was just being foolish. As you were drifting off to sleep, voices in the background softly sang "each life has its place". I'm glad your place was with me.
The moon and I were talking
I asked that she'd always keep you protected
That you so gracefully carry
You bring your light and shine like morning...
That only the heavens can bestow
