Her tail wouldn't stop wagging so she must've been happy
She was always stuck to my leg like a bootknife
Never needed a lead, I knew she'd never leave
I was barely a man when I left her behind
and the years that past weren't always kind
She got so much older, started losing her sight
So I made more time and she held on alright
But things changed so fast and it's never seemed fair
that the day that she let go, I wasn't there
I loved her so much and without trying to be sappy
Every time I think of her, she can still make me happy.
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