Although you were a little bit skippy,
I love you too much to say,
I pray,
That you are in a better place
and you race and race and race
just run,
and have fun.
Although you don’t have a baseball to throw,
You have grandma willow to help grow.
I want you to know we love you so,
Alive or dead,
You had a cozy bed,
And I put it with you,
I hope you enjoyed how we,
Fed, lead and petted your head,
Because I sure enjoyed doing it to you.
We love you,
Taryn.
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