Sunday, March 24, 2013

さよなら

From start, there she was for me, as I was for her.
In the twilight path where I stroll,
I watched her, as she watched me.
At dawn, she bids me farewell and when the sun is in the sky,
she welcomes me home.

After moons and suns pass by,
she bear more little golden child.
Yet, only one remains.
The pain of losing, soar through the night.
For even the moon hide in tears behind her clouds.

Now, I burrow through the soil. With tears of bitter sorrow.
There, she will be, with her child of the night.
Farewell, I said.
For I will no longer see,
my beloved golden retriever.

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