you're not really gone-

your eyes, they have not closed- only decided to rest for a while.
your soul, it has not fled, only learned to fly.
your sweet greeting though quieted, continues to make me smile.
the click of your feet on hardwood floors, i will miss that.
but, i know the angels will welcome it.
our tears, they still pool, sometimes overflowing.
i'll remember how you used to snuffle them away.
you are not gone-
you're just away-
you have not left me-
only played a bit too far away-
we will meet again-
my little one, my sweety pie.

For everyone that has lost a pet ((hugs))