Saturday, 8 December 2012

A poem for Oliver




People say that memories are golden
And maybe that is true
But we never wanted those memories of you
We only wanted you
If only our love could have saved you from that wretched cancer
Then Oliver you would never had died
But yesterday we had to say goodbye.
So farewell my loyal friend you will never be forgotten and never be replaced
Go and round up all those other animals you may meet, don’t let them stray afar
And one day we will meet again, so rest in peace till then.

Andy and Pat 

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