I remember the old tree house,
And how cool I felt climbing inside.
I remember the two doves,
Always perched on a branch just outside.

I remember walking with my sister,
Through the fields for hours.
Through rows of beans and corn,
And all the sunflowers.

I remember the tractor,
And riding on your lap.
I remember George,
Your old black lab.

I remember the time we got ticks,
Dad tried to burn mine off with a match.
I didn't even know it was on me,
Till later when I went for a bath.

I remember the one on George,
It was massive and grey.
To have gotten so big,
You said it must've sat for a day.

I remember when I was older,
And it was hard on your bones.
You sold the old farm,
And moved into a one story home.

After that I didn't see you,
For such a long time.
I think at least ten years,
Or more had gone by.

I got a message from dad,
What a surprise.
He had messaged to tell me,
You were going to die.

You were so close to death,
It seemed you were asleep.
You had laid in your bed for days,
Unable to speak....