Just some written thoughts from a very sad time by two people who lost a friend and companion.
Now that I am dead cry for me a little
think of me sometimes.
But not too much.
Remember me now and again as I was in life,
at some moment when it is pleasant to recall, but not for long.
Leave me in peace, and I shall leave you in peace.
And while you live let your thoughts be with the living.
Anon
Oh God, my master,
should I gain the grace
to see thee face to face
when life is ended.
Grant that a little dog who once pretended
that I was God
might see me, face to face.
Anon
