I lost a treasured friend today,
the little dog who used to lay
his gentle head upon my knee
and share his silent thoughts with me.
He will come no longer to my call,
retrieve no more his favorite ball.
A voice far greater than my own
has called him to His golden throne.
And though my eyes are filled with tears,
I thank Him for the happy years
he let him spend down here with me,
and for his love and loyalty.
Mork has been entrusted into God's gentle grace.
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