BRANCO
17 juli 2003 - 10 maart 2010
In memoriam mijn moedige vriend Branco

I lost a treasured friend today, the beautiful dog that used to lay
his gentle head upon my knee, and shared his silent thoughts with me...
He'll come no longer to my call, retrieve no more his favourite ball
A voice far greater than my own, has called him to His golden throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears, I thank Him for the happy years he let him spend down here with me, and for his love and loyalty
When it is time for me to go and join him there, this much I know...
I shall not fear the transient dark, for he will greet me with his bark.

Eliza

BRANCO
17 juli 2003 - 10 maart 2010
In memoriam mijn moedige vriend Branco

I lost a treasured friend today, the beautiful dog that used to lay
his gentle head upon my knee, and shared his silent thoughts with me...
He'll come no longer to my call, retrieve no more his favourite ball
A voice far greater than my own, has called him to His golden throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears, I thank Him for the happy years he let him spend down here with me, and for his love and loyalty
When it is time for me to go and join him there, this much I know...
I shall not fear the transient dark, for he will greet me with his bark.

Eliza

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