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IN MEMORY OF SUGAR
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Excursions of the Heart The sweetest little dog I've known
is sitting beside God's throne.
A thoughtless person ran her down
as he went speeding through our town.
She was a true, faithful friend
right to the very end,
understood when I was low;
knew my moods that come and go.
She had a heart pure as gold,
God used a special mold,
she always brought me cheer,
my little friend so sweet and dear.
i really like your poem it is very sad and a sham that people dont have time for all of God's creatures,my Mom lost her little 3 pound Darla 3 days ago to the jaws of a 135 pound rottweilier it is senseless things like this i dont understand.
iam sorry for your loss.
Christine P.