Samson

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Yeah, I know. This post is a bit down, but I wanted to share a photo in a post, so why not post about my recently deceased Dalmatian?

Within affections distant touch,
Life’s gentle breath slowing to pass away,
Torn wailing grief; a cold wind
Through emptiness and regret.

Ideal of selfless gift, strength and beauty,
Leaves the final lesson cold.
In thought and apparent gentle reminder,
Of life’s fluid nature, the final gift,

To feel again.

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