BABY GIRL AND ME
My mind goes back to a Christmas season
It seems so long ago,
When a gift of love I was given
From the pocket of an overcoat.
It had no ribbons, no fancy bows
No festive paper did it bear,
But two bright eyes and a cold wet nose
Wrapped in curly jet-black hair.
When placed in my hands, it was then it began
For this tiny little fuzzball and me,
And I couldn’t imagine a name more flattering
So “Baby Girl” she came to be.
It was just we two, Baby Girl and me
I was Momma and she was my "doghter",
Inseparable were we and it was rare to see
One without the other.
We did everything together, Baby Girl and me
Side-by-side under the covers we’d sleep,
We ate together, played and worked together
We were family.
I loved her and she loved me
To this day her love has no match,
Loyal, devoted, ever willing to please
Wanting nothing more than a hug or a snack.
The years flew by for Baby Girl and me
With sadness I watched her age,
Her heart giving out, her kidneys diseased
Her doctor numbered her days.
I loved her so, didn’t want to let go
But her suffering it was wrong to prolong,
So one rainy night with tear-filled eyes
I held my Baby till her little life was gone.
She was my companion, my very best friend
More than 16 years we shared life together,
She loved me when no one else did
With a love steadfast without waver.
My life now holds an unbearable void
Where Baby Girl used to be,
My sorrow and pain are beyond any voice
My tears could fill the sea.
No more little warm body beside me at night
No more little wet kisses all over my face,
No one to greet me, no one to keep me
From quietly going insane.
The depth of my grief few understand
The rest insist I get on with my life,
But can’t they see - I’m no longer me
A part of my soul has died.
She was not just a dog, not merely a pet
You can’t comprehend if I must explain,
She was my world in wavy black curls
And I will never again be the same.
I know God loves all His creatures
Not a sparrow falls that He doesn’t weep,
So I pray the Father bless and keep her
Until we’re together again, Baby Girl and me.



FROM IN LOVING MEMORY TO DREAMS AND FANTASIES
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