ground control kennel

A poem to dear Weeti

You cannot be replaced,
in case you don't know it.
Wish you were still here
on the frozen lake, or when it rains.
The algal blooms are yucky,
but at full speed you're a rocket.
You'll always be my best friend,
such a lovely dog.
This poem comes to an end,
we'll all miss you so.

- Wilma -
freely translated by iro