A part of me died,
The jour toi left the world.
toi had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
toi were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved toi plus than anything,
And toi loved me just the same.
toi didn't mind, even though toi knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
toi and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do toi still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without toi ringing the doorbell.
toi were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are toi still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift cacahuète, arachide Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
The jour toi left the world.
toi had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
toi were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved toi plus than anything,
And toi loved me just the same.
toi didn't mind, even though toi knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
toi and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do toi still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without toi ringing the doorbell.
toi were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are toi still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift cacahuète, arachide Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
Peanut Butter as a puppy
Hello, my old friend. How are toi today? Are toi okay? Oh, why am I talking to you? toi cannot hear a word I say. Whether I tell toi to sit ou stay, toi can no longer obey. toi sleep the jour away. toi don't play fetch anymore. Who cares? I didn't enjoy it anyway. All right, okay, I did enjoy it. I miss those days when toi wanted to play. I miss the days when toi could hear me. Yet I still talk to you. I'd like to believe, with all my heart, I'd like to believe you're still listening. I'd like to believe toi can feel me. toi may be gray in the muzzle, and toi walk with a limp, and you're half blind, but toi still care. I know, I know, and I know that toi still l’amour me. Do toi know I still l’amour you?
I dreamed a dream most pleasant,
One that surpasses all dreams.
I saw someone wonderful,
So charming and so sweet.
He stood tall and firm,
Yet his complexion was so gentle.
He spoke in a deep, low voice,
One that was soothing and gentle.
His hair was dark, and it had a red cast,
That was visible when he stood in the sun.
His eyes were a bright green,
So friendly and so cheerful.
Before I could say a word,
I swooned from the excitement.
When I awoke, I was in my bed.
It was all a dream, I concluded,
And maybe I'm meant to be alone.
One that surpasses all dreams.
I saw someone wonderful,
So charming and so sweet.
He stood tall and firm,
Yet his complexion was so gentle.
He spoke in a deep, low voice,
One that was soothing and gentle.
His hair was dark, and it had a red cast,
That was visible when he stood in the sun.
His eyes were a bright green,
So friendly and so cheerful.
Before I could say a word,
I swooned from the excitement.
When I awoke, I was in my bed.
It was all a dream, I concluded,
And maybe I'm meant to be alone.
Bingo
I'm on the outside,
Looking in, to a world,
I don't truly understand.
Am I in the right era?
Am I with the right crowd?
It seems they're on the inside,
Looking out, at the me,
They don't truly understand.
They are in there,
Mocking me, because I'm different.
I'm out there,
Reaching out to those on the outside,
Looking in.
It let's me know I'm not alone.
I'm not the only one on the outside,
Looking in.
Looking in, to a world,
I don't truly understand.
Am I in the right era?
Am I with the right crowd?
It seems they're on the inside,
Looking out, at the me,
They don't truly understand.
They are in there,
Mocking me, because I'm different.
I'm out there,
Reaching out to those on the outside,
Looking in.
It let's me know I'm not alone.
I'm not the only one on the outside,
Looking in.
