That Which Passes, Passes Like Clouds

I lost my best dog on Saturday. She was thirteen years old. They said she had a big tumor and a spot on her lung. They said that nothing could be done. I miss her. She was a good dog. https://youtu.be/pbXAMFK_Rmg I found this poem called Spoils of the Dead by Robert Frost. I particularly like the last stanza: But I recognised death With…

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