Painful Duty.A Poem by Poeticpiers
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I wandered by the old canal
I walked alone without my pal.
My old dog Bess gone to her rest.
Although I know it’s for the best.
I had to have her put to sleep
She was in too much pain to keep.
I took her to the vets; she knew.
What I would request him to do.
She knew her time to go had come.
The lack of pain she would welcome.
For fifteen years she’d been my friend
She also knew she could depend.
On me to end her misery,
Send her ahead to wait for me.
Monday, 19 March 2012.
© 2012 Poeticpiers
Added on March 19, 2012
Last Updated on March 19, 2012
Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom
About72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..
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