A Dog's Grave
| A Dog's Grave
written by William Henry Davies
|From "My Birds", 1933||Link to further information|
My dog lies dead and buried here,
My little Pet for five sweet years.
As I stand here, beside her grave,
With eyes gone dim, and blind with tears -
I see it rising up and down,
As though she lay in a sleeping-gown.
Forgive me, Pet, that half these tears,
Which make my eyes go d im and blind,
Should come from thoughts of love betrayed,
When I had trust in my own kind:
And Christ forgive this living breath
That links such lives with my dog's death!
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