|Image not my dog but similar|
What is life, when death lives on?
Our daily drudge, goes on and on.
We take for granted each day we see.
I took for granted you and me.
And now you've gone, my heart has burst.
To think of you, it only hurts.
I can't believe, that full of life.
It ended so soon, with so much strife.
If I had been there, at the end.
Your broken life, I could have mend.
I blame myself, you've gone away.
I hate my life. I hate that day.
But I'll think of you, with only love.
Until we join, in lands above.
So run and play, my boyhood friend.
We'll be together, in the end.