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Her Sleep Through the Night
Eyes gently closed, a tongue hanging down
 Not a hint of a smile, not even a frown
 No expression set on her beautiful face
 Though somehow she seems peaceful in her place
 
 No longer was there a glazed look in her eye
 As her spirit went up to the heavens in the sky
 Not a twitch went through her, waking her up
 I stroked her soft fur, not disturbing the pup
 
 A sob escaped my lips as I mourned for her
 Lifting her ear and leaving a whisper
 I told her how much I loved my sweetheart
 And how we would never ever be apart
 
 I remembered the times through my sorrow
 How she made me happy, being my hero
 There are so many memories, too many to count
 But a few catch my mind as I look at her now
 
 Some are painful, being nipped by her teeth
 Others, cheery, a chair she slept underneath
 I think of her like it's only yesterday
 In her first January snow, she would play
 
 But now it's December and she is gone
 My heart is tearing, but stays our bond
 Though this Christmas will be without her too
 I'll remember when she came to my life, pure and new
 
 Nothing will ever be the same
 Her life was played as if a game
 I wish I had the chance to see her live one more time
 But that chance was gone when her eyes wouldn't shine
 
 As I caress her face now, I watch her eyes
 Hoping she's gone is only lies
 But I know the truth, my hopes are wrong
 Though for her life, I'll always long
 
 I leave her with one last message from me
 Saying how happy she's made my life be
 I love her, my baby, she'll always know it
 Her memory remains like the candle of life litEyes gently closed, a tongue hanging down
 Not a hint of a smile, not even a frown
 No expression set on her beautiful face
 Though somehow she seems peaceful in her place
 
 No longer was there a glazed look in her eye
 As her spirit went up to the heavens in the sky
 Not a twitch went through her, waking her up
 I stroked her soft fur, not disturbing the pup
 
 A sob escaped my lips as I mourned for her
 Lifting her ear and leaving a whisper
 I told her how much I loved my sweetheart
 And how we would never ever be apart
 
 I remembered the times through my sorrow
 How she made me happy, being my hero
 There are so many memories, too many to count
 But a few catch my mind as I look at her now
 
 Some are painful, being nipped by her teeth
 Others, cheery, a chair she slept underneath
 I think of her like it's only yesterday
 In her first January snow, she would play
 
 But now it's December and she is gone
 My heart is tearing, but stays our bond
 Though this Christmas will be without her too
 I'll remember when she came to my life, pure and new
 
 Nothing will ever be the same
 Her life was played as if a game
 I wish I had the chance to see her live one more time
 But that chance was gone when her eyes wouldn't shine
 
 As I caress her face now, I watch her eyes
 Hoping she's gone is only lies
 But I know the truth, my hopes are wrong
 Though for her life, I'll always long
 
 I leave her with one last message from me
 Saying how happy she's made my life be
 I love her, my baby, she'll always know it
 Her memory remains like the candle of life lit
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