Cold January hailstorm ,
Icy and cold ,pouring on the fifth.
Somewhere this heart understood!
My ride from two -hundred miles apart,
Like the wind they carried you.
The storm brought me the dead news.

How can I undo this story !
Gruesome and cruel ,my heart cannot bear.
Four paw prints left in eerie silence .
"Are you gone?"i pondered alone.
Someone had to tell,
My lonely heart answered
Through a sister's words.


Like golden ray ,
Sunlight even on cloudy day.
Happy as a clam.
Even when i gave you hell
You endured with me.
Dear life stolen from you!
Your tender crossed the rainbow bridge .

I failed the aftermath
What good i did...