Goodbye Belle
Written by Torrie DeMore

It's always painful
to let someone special go.
But not half as painful
as saying goodbye
to your best friend.

Belle was my dog,
my best friend
for nine years.
I know life doesn't
go on forever,
but I still don't understand
why God took my dog away.

When I think of her,
I try not to cry.
Instead I think of
all the long walks we took,
and running through
the yard at night.

Belle was always there for me.
When I saw her
getting weaker
with each passing day,
I worried about how to return the favor.
She was taken to the vet,
and as her heart slowed to a stop,
it was me who was there for her.



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