Fall 2001
He's just my dog. He's my other eyes
that can see above the clouds
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He has promised to wait for me
whenever, wherever,
in case I need him
and I expect I will, as I always have
He's just my dog.
Fall 2012
My sweet, precious old dog.
Still Falling for you.
hugs,
Deb
Still waiting on baby....