In the dawn of spring, with laughter bright,
We welcomed a puppy, a bundle of light.
With wagging tail and eyes like the stars,
He filled our home, our hearts, and our scars.
We taught him to sit, to stay, and to play,
In the golden glow of each sunlit day.
Through fields we would wander, in rain and in shine,
With every adventure, our lives intertwined.
He chased after shadows, he danced with the breeze,
In the garden, he’d frolic, among the tall trees.
His bark was our music, his joy our delight,
In the warmth of our love, everything felt right.
But seasons turned swiftly, as seasons will do,
The years painted silver in his fur of brown hue.
He slowed in his steps, his playful spirit dimmed,
Yet still in our hearts, his light never trimmed.
Then one fateful evening, a stumble, a fall,
A whimper, a cry, and we felt it all.
With trembling hands, we rushed to his side,
In that moment, we knew, we could not hide.
The vet spoke in whispers, the news cutting deep,
Our hearts shattered softly, like dreams lost in sleep.
We gathered together, with tears freely shed,
In the silence of loss, where love felt like lead.
Through the years, we had shared his laughter and tears,
Now we clung to the memories, the joy mixed with fears.
His collar, a token, his toys laid to rest,
In the silence that lingered, we felt so bereft.
Yet in every heartbeat, in the love that we shared,
He lives on forever, in the moments we dared.
Though the pain of his absence will echo and swell,
In our hearts, dear old friend, you’ll always dwell.
So we gather each spring, in the garden once more,
With flowers and memories, we open the door.
To the love that we fostered, the life that we gave,
In the heart of our home, you’ll always be brave.