My Amy followed me everywhere
She was my little shadow
No matter where I went
Amy was sure to follow
Epilepsy almost claimed her
During fits I would hold her
She knew when I was due home
She'd be waiting beside the door
When working at home
She'd be watching; pacing the floor
Waiting to see where I would go
I'd say "Amy; just take a rest
I'll be passing by; at best
All day long I'll be on the go
Watch me from your basket
You know: I won't be far
My darling; just stay where you are!"
Her eyes would follow me
As I passed by regularly...
Dear Lord I miss her
My precious little girl
She's up in doggy heaven
Resting peacefully I know
June 2019
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