42. Floyd

My dog Floyd
is a good ol’ boy,
always does as i say
in his own little way.

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Floyd.
my four legged friend.
may we meet again.
was it painful in the end?
i wonder where you are now
up in the sky or under this cloud
would you recognise me in a crowd?
the wheel of life, it carries on
memories of you, they still surge strong.
i didn’t know what i had till you were gone.

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Floyd 1998-2010 May He Rest In Peace
Photography by myself.

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About EightLeggedGemini

i love writing until i pick up a pen or keyboard, then i hate it. but over the years i've slowly scribbled my thoughts on receipts, bills, anything at hand; just to make these insistent thoughts go away.
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8 Responses to 42. Floyd

  1. Awww precious boy! It’s hard to lose a fur baby. What a beautiful tribute to him. ;-)

  2. Poems about pups always gets to me. Really good. :)

  3. A great salution to the most loyal of all creatures.

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