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Teal My Love, Memories of a Fateful Day
Teal, my beautiful friend,
liver and white with such a caring face.
Deep brown eyes, as if covered in chocolate,
If only I had obeyed, and not been in that place.
You see, I was told not to let you in the car
but seeing you running in my rear view mirror,
I was afraid you would be killed on the road.
Instead you faced the wrath of another horror.
I remember that afternoon oh so well,
where a trip into town became a day of terror.
Teal, my love, coat as soft as silk
Please forgive me my ways of error.
I lifted you into the car, onto the back seat,
not knowing what calamity I would meet,
For around the corner, there he stood
Shotgun in hand, face red in temper, the colour of blood.
"Get that dog out of the car", his anger increased,
He drew back his finger to pull that trigger,
A sense of achievement and power upon his face,
Your eyes full of pain as the bullet drove home,
Between the eyes in that lovely kind face.
You fell to the floor, and I could do nothing,
He took you away before the shopping.
To be thrown in a skip, left their to rot
not even a burial for my little dog.
Please forgive me Teal, but more so my God
For being so week, not able to speak
Or stand up and be reckoned with
which I should of done,
For Teal my love you where strong.
Only two years old, full life ahead
Memories now are all I have,
because you are dead.