Duke Today the thunder roared And I thought of you, my furry friend. How you shook and cowered until the storm would end. You would sit up and beg for me to make it go away. I couldn't, so you would nuzzle 'neath my legs ,and there you'd stay. Or if the storm came in the night , you would bang against the bed Staring intently at me until I stoked your head. My tears silently mingle with the rain now falling down. I know you're safe in Heaven but I sure miss having you around. ©Sharon Langan |