Fell asleep on Tuesday
the 12th August 2008 at 10 a.m.
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13 years old |
Bred by Tony Fretwell
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Borne a sad illness - short
but painful.
R.I.P. TFA Qadifa
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Your large, kind, brown eye
The whisp of your mane
The echo of
your call
Ears pricked,
tail aloft
Off you
go
Running free
as the wind
I wish I was with you
Await me, my
dear
I will come
and tend you again
I will find
you once more
My ever-faithful
friend
My love for
you shall never end
My heart mourns so deep
Yet in my mind you are
free
Born free,
free as the wind
I see you in
my sleep
I see you in
my mind
I'll be with
you, my sweet
Together we
climb
Your ever-loving Mum, Petra
x x x Forever
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