Pet Friend Poem

Poem About The Death Of My Dog

My dog, Shorty, died on May 9, 2014. I've had her since I was 4, and I'm 16 now. The veterinarian said her liver was twice the size of a normal one and that her heart was growing. She was going to turn 12 on August 1. She was there for me the day I tried to commit suicide. I love her so much, and I can't accept the idea that she's gone forever, how I won't be able to ever see her anymore. It hurts, but I know she's happy. I understand how people feel when their pet dies. It hurts.

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I had my dog, Lucy, for my entire life (I am 12). We had to put her to sleep on February 17, 2015. I loved her; she was my best friend. She was the best dog ever! I miss her to death. One...

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Shorty In Peace

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Published: June 2014

Slowly and slowly,
She started to fall.
Her eyes opened and closed
As she blinked.
Her heart full of tears
And pain.
She knows it's time to go.
As she starts to say her last goodbye,
She looks at me with so much pain.
She was strong,
But the pain was far too strong
To bear.
She hid her pain
Between the kisses and the cuddles.
She knew how much I loved her.
She didn't want to hurt me.
It was the best for me and her.
She was so strong,
How much she survived.
But she was stronger
To be able to let go
Knowing how bad it would hurt.
She's happy; she's healthy
As she watches me from above.

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  • Jami H by Jami H
  • 3 years ago

I had my dog, Lucy, for my entire life (I am 12). We had to put her to sleep on February 17, 2015. I loved her; she was my best friend. She was the best dog ever! I miss her to death. One night I posted about her on Instagram, and that night I dreamed that I got to see her. That was the best dream I EVER had. Nothing can beat that. I just want her back, because my life is falling apart this year.

  • Allison Whitehead by Allison Whitehead
  • 3 years ago

My dog, Osa passed away on May 11, 2015. I had her since I was 7 and I'm 12 now. She died from Cancer and it is hard to let go of her, but she was suffering. I know that if she would have lived any longer she would have suffered and died anyway.

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