My Saddest Day(A Dog Gone Tableau) By Andrea Dietrich

I Had to leave him
(though he yapped and whined)
at the adoption drop off,
(I still loved him so)
with folks that I’d entrusted
(he was my dear friend)
with his safe keeping.
(He’d turned old and blind)

His mournful howl followed me
(when we let him go.)
as i exited the door
(How can my heart mend?)