Once upon a time there were three sisters Two girls and their silver-furred dog It was pure beauty, the trio. Beauty doesn’t last.
The Dog’s name was Daisy Eyes always full of life But no story really has a happy ending
The two sisters left one day “Give Daisy a kiss This may be the last day you see her” I wish I had heeded the warning
When they returned, the house was quiet. No barking was heard. “Where’s Daisy?” I asked. Our mother’s reply was hesitant
“She played in the creek for a long time… Then she went to sleep”
Daisy had liver problems. But I never let go of her spirit When her body rotted away The Trio still lasts
Cyrviana · Thu May 17, 2007 @ 09:29pm · 2 Comments |