In Memory of Charla

Born 25 December 1987

Died 24 February 2001

 

I lost my best friend today,
She took her final breath and then she flew away.

To a space where she will never be hungry or cold,
To a land where there's not any pain and dogs never grow old.

She was born in North Carolina at the dawn of a Christmas day,
Now across the country the new moon has taken her away.

More loyal than anyone I have ever called "friend",
Laying at my feet, straight up to the end.

All she ever wanted was a pat on the head and a full belly at night,
Staying by my side no matter if I was wrong or right.

Always there to cheer me up when the world brought me down,
And knew just how to lick my face to remove even the worst frown.

Now my heart has a great big hole, that only time can mend,
But you've helped me understand old girl why they call you ... man's best friend.