So this is where we part, My Friend,
> and you'll run on, around the bend,
> gone from sight, but not from mind,
> new pleasures there you'll surely find.
>
> I will go on, I'll find the strength,
> life measures quality, not its length.
> One long embrace before you leave,
> share one last look, before I grieve.
>
> There are others, that much is true,
> but they be they, and they aren't you.
> And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,
> will remember well all you've taught.
>
> Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,
> the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.
> And as you journey to your final rest,
> take with you this...I loved you best.
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> Author Jim Willis
>

I always thought this poem said so much....((((tears))))