What a WONDERFUL poem!
I am in tears now... But what a wonderful and beautiful poem. My Ginger Baby was struck by a car last year and her ashes sit on my mantel. She was a beautiful flashy fawn. I miss her and think of her every day. I focus on how blessed I was to have a Boxer like her in my life and how she opened my heart to all boxers everywhere. She is waiting at the bridge I know, but I feel her here often. Especially when one of the dogs is ill. Like she is "watching" over them. So I know I am boxer crazy now.... but some people will feel that way too.
Thank you for sharing!
Kimberly