Teardrops For Maxie

Yesterday while dining, I met a man so sad;

Through choking sobs and teardrops, he told me ‘bout a dog he’d had!

Her name was Little Maxie, and he loved her “heart and soul”;

He’d raised her from a puppy, of her beauties he extolled!

She lived till she turned thirteen, but had passed three years ago;

And since then he’s been crying, with pain he’s never known!

My heart began to flutter, for like him the sad year past;

I too lost my thirteen year old angel, and have tears that ever last!

We talked about our soulmates, and how lonely were we now;

We said we needed more years, to be with them somehow!

We cursed a dogs’ longevity, so quickly do they leave;

We’re left in shattered pieces, for our past to ever grieve!

I told him of my poems, and where them he could find;

I told him I would write him one, that I hoped would ease his mind!

So my dear friend if you read this, you’ll know it’s just for you;

And your precious soulmate Maxie, the one you love so true!