In days of old <br />Burying the loved dog <br />The swing of the pick when necessary <br />To break the difficult ground <br />Each spade of earth that told of love <br />A grave deep enough the earth would cover death's scent <br />Protect from critter marauders <br />Grief in its necessary love <br />Began with the healing of the unspeakable earth.<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/burying-loved-dog/
