TBogg’s Satchmo, 1997-2008
They had to put him down, that good old dog
With the wise eyes and patient look.
He couldn’t understand the pain
That grew too much, too fast;
His days had run their too-short course.
He understood the days spent walking on the beach
Or sleeping in the sun. The warmth of fellow-dogs,
The comfort of the humans’ talk.
He did not understand the pain.
He could not understand the pain.
Maybe someone can send this to TBogg. I couldn't log in to post a comment.
1 comment:
hey, rugosa.
Just clicked onto your link and saw your beautiful tribute to the ever wonderful Satchmo.
Bravo.
I would send it to Tbogg, but it might be....I dunno. It's tough when you lose a furbaby, you know?
Let me know if you would still like him to have it. I have an account over there, so I could post it or email it to him (I think.)
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