Why am I sad when I see them there.
Just where I left them, still a pair
No teeth marks, no slobber.  They've been there for weeks
Why does the sight of them send tears down my cheeks?

No looking...no searching...no time wasting play
"Georgi, go find the other one," I'd say
Head cocked to one side then away you would run
Scenting out anything was Oh so much fun.

You'd bring me a shoe, any shoe you could find
Not always a pair..... but I didn't mind
I'd even wear odd ones to take you out last thing
To make you feel special, to make you feel like a king.
 
 
 
 
 
 

My shoes

Why am I sad when I see them there.

Just where I left them, still in a pair

No teeth marks, no slobber. They've been there for weeks

Why does the sight of them send tears down my cheeks

No looking.. no searching… no time wasting play

'Georgi, go find the other one,' I 'd say

Head cocked to one side and then away you would run

Scenting out anything was Oh so much fun.

You'd bring me a shoe, any shoe you could find

Not always a pair…… but I didn't mind

I'd even wear odd ones to take you out last thing

To make you feel special, to feel like a king.

We'll miss you, your mischief, your funny little ways

You'd always manage to lighten up our days

Sleep tight little soldier, your struggle is done

We'll manage without you, it just won't be much fun.

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