In Memoriam Savannah 1999-2011

You loved me
With your special soul.
Your last day
We took a stroll
Before the seizures
Took their toll
And Death was written.

No more berry picking,
Biscuits or ball.
Or experiences.
When we next meet,
You’ll run,
Bathe in the sun,
Be my only friend
Again - except for
One, true human.

More than a decade
Plus two with you
Counts for joyful troth.
Today, however,
Essence of ‘good dog,’
Becomes my quintessence of grief.