French Bulldog

Asleep in my Heart
If I could have but one more day, we'd walk again our favourite way,
Two friends together as before, but no, alas, you are no more.
No ball to throw, no bowl to fill,
Your lead hangs limp, your toys lie still,
No welcome bark, no peaceful snore,
An empty space upon the floor.
If I could hold you once again,
I'd kiss your head, I'd call your name,
I'd whisper gently as we part...
Your'e safe, asleep within my heart.

Sorry, the poem the is really sad. I hope you liked it though. Cya! ♥️

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