(This poem is just a few of the memories of our little dog, 'Rosie' whom we loved very much and who left us this passed New Year. The poem is inspired by the song "Days" by The Kinks. I'm sure they won't mind!)
Thank you for the days Rosie,
those endless days,
those sacred days you gave us.
The love you gave us,
the days of joy and laughter,
and those animated welcomes we got when we returned home from work.
Thank you for the 'mad dog escapades',
you charging out into the garden,
then back into the house,
then back out into the garden again,
for no particular reason.
Thank you for those 'not quite long enough' afternoons,
sat with me on the chair, watching nothing in particular on television,
and that time Mum pulled a storage box out from under our bed,
and you were in it,
staring back up at Mum,
looking most indignant!
Thank you for those loving looks you gave us,
with those large dark eyes,
and those long Christmas walks 'round the playing fields at Tipton St John.