I still see you → Poem by Janette

In the bluebell wood, a favourite spot

I can still see you there , like a little white dot

On Frosty mornings I still watch you smell the air

Precious memories that can never be forgot

In the barn while cutting wood

I can still see you watching

From your little square of sun

As though you always understood

I can still here you barking

As you order me about

And smile at your bounce

As you shout the words out

In my dreams your busy digging

And relieved of all your pain

Or with your boy in the garden

The star of a football game

Now my tears are like raindrops

And the sun has ceased to shine

For there will never be another Noopy

That little dog of mine

I still see you