Three score and ten are given to man, But ours is a much briefer span. So, though I gave you all my heart, The time came, we had to part. But all around you, you will see, Creatures that speak to you of me; A tired horse, a hunted thing, A sparrow with a broken wing ... Pity - and help (I know you will) And somehow, I will be with you still; And I shall know, although I'm gone, The love I gave you lingers on
Dedicated to the
re-homing and rehabilitation of stray, abandoned and unwanted dogs
