| So this is where we part, my Friend, And you’ll run on, around the bend, Gone from sight, but not from mind, New pleasures there you’ll surely find. I will go on, I’ll find the strength, Life measures quality, not its length. One long embrace before you leave, Share one last look, before I grieve. There are others, that much is true, But they are they, and they aren’t you. And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought, Will remember well all you’ve taught. You’re place I’ll hold, you will be missed, The fur I stroked, the nose I kissed. And as you journey to your final rest, Take with you this- I loved you best. ~ Jim Willis ~ |
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