03/01/2026
Your tiny paws don’t run like before,
But they still find me across the floor.
Your cloudy eyes have seen our years—
My laughter, my chaos, my quiet tears.
You grew old right there in my arms,
Wrapped in blankets and simple charms.
A fragile body, a steady heart,
We’ve been together from the very start.
One day the house will feel too still,
Too quiet without your tiny will…
But love like yours won’t fade away—
It settles in my soul to stay.
You were never “just a dog” to me.
You were my baby. My Mimi.
