So this is where we part, my friend, and you`ll run on, around the bend, gone from sight, but not from mind.
I will go on, I`ll find the strength, life me a sures quality, not its length. One embrace 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.
You 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 that..... I loved you best.