Victoria Monaco!
The Last Stride
These legs that used to walk. The fur that used to drop.
That happy face when you come to the door, It ' s no longer smiling anymore.
Let ' s take a moment to remember, That happy presence, You now only see when you slumber..
Though she ' s no longer here, We still love her. We still call her name, And still picture her running.
That ghastly happy face,
Still jumping on the door.. Wondering when we ' re coming home..
When we come home, It ' s not the same. It will never be the same, Without you here.
Now take your time with your last breath, Remember our scent, Remember our touch, Remember the pain that hurt soo much …
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