Daisy

October 3, 1998,
The first day you were alive,

1 year later,
We met,
That's the day you became my pet,

As life went on,
We became best friends,
I told you everything,

Every little secret I knew,
You couldn't talk back,
But that was okay,
I knew you were listening anyways,

I taught you tricks,
Played games with you,
We stayed in the tree house,
I curled up beside you,

You were my best friend,
And always will be,

I really miss you,

October 4th, 2009,
That's that day and year you died,

I cried and cried for 2 whole hours,

I lay beside you when you were sick,
I talked to you,
I cried for you,

I sung to you at times you were hurt,
And now your gone,
That's what hurts,

There's no one to tell my secrets to,
That's why I'm writing this poem for you,

I wrote a letter the night you died,
Wrote it for you,
It's what kept me alive inside,

When I was with you,
I felt like you were my only friend,

The one I could trust,
The one I could turn to,

_______________
Daisy Krug,
My sweet little dog,

Born October 3rd, 1998,

October 4th, 2009,
One day after her birthday,
Turned age 11,

Is the night my poor dog,
And best friend,
Died