To my Beauceron Simba

To my Beauceron Simba

Patricia

My Beauceron Simba
Life was beautiful, wasn't it, my Titou
Already 15 days, today May 3, that you're gone
An eternity without you

You're gone in the morning, gone in the evening
I cry for you every day
Your favorite flowers, the peonies, went out this morning
And you won't be there to smell them

My wonderful Simba
I miss you and I'm inconsolable
My Titou d'amour
I love you so