Terry Holzmacher

Roseville, California

Little Dog

I know, I'll see you waiting there
As you used to on the stair
Wagging tail and lolling tongue
You've been waiting very long
Your tiny grave with daisies set
The tear stained stone is always wet
None could ever take your place
That funny, tiny, furry face
Will you welcome me once more
When I come to heaven's door
I'll try to bring your favorite toy
I'm coming soon, my little boy
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