Pet Loss
Weep Not for MeWeep
not
for
me
though
I
am
gone
into
that
gentle
night. There
is
no
need
for
tears. Constance
Jenkins,
Written
in
In
Loving
Memory
of
Isolde The Loss of a Heart-DogI
stood
by
your
bed
last
night,
I
came
to
have
a
peep.
I
could
see
that
you
were
crying,
you
found
it
hard
to
sleep. I
was
close
to
you
at
breakfast,
I
watched
you
pour
the
tea.
You
were
thinking
of
the
many
times
your
hands
reached
down
to
me. Author
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