You looked at me with an unusual expression in your eyes,
eyes that said your time had come.
You could no longer run or play with friends
now you just sleep; the joy of life has gone.
We stayed close for your last few days
I stroked your loving face and kept you company
Until there was no more use for the word goodbye.
Your new home is now of earth, amongst your favourite toys and games,
and old friends by your side.
I tend your plot with wetted eyes, and
spend my hours alone.
The good times have gone, but everywhere we used to walk
your spirit remains.
I miss you more than words can say.
I still miss him.