My dear friend Kathy recently lost her golden, Hercules. She shared this wonderful poem…
We have a secret, you and I, that no one else shall know, for who but I can see you lie each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand before we go to bed and feel the living warmth of you and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths and see ahead of me, your small form racing with the wind so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim in every brook I pass and when I call, no one but I can see the bending grass.
And only I hold you in my heart, feeling you near, and keeping you with me always and forever, more.
(I added the last line) Thank you dear friend. We walk together feeling the sorrow of having loved and lost one of God’s beautiful creatures in a very special way.