Pain and despair.
Then for a split second I saw her, in the pasture, on the north side of the creek were it opens up along the woods heading east, you know the spot. She was running in green grass stretched out with sun in her face and the wind at her back, in her prime, stride for stride keeping up with the ranger heading for home.
Then she was gone.
Good bye Tank, our time with you was way to short. Thank you for the good times so sorry for the bad.
Then for a split second I saw her, in the pasture, on the north side of the creek were it opens up along the woods heading east, you know the spot. She was running in green grass stretched out with sun in her face and the wind at her back, in her prime, stride for stride keeping up with the ranger heading for home.
Then she was gone.
Good bye Tank, our time with you was way to short. Thank you for the good times so sorry for the bad.