10/29/2026
You’re free… A poem for Emma.
Forever came too soon and your departure has left a hole.
We replace it with your memories but your physical absence takes a toll.
We got you as a pup and raised you in our home.
From Maryland, to Texas and Arizona, you always made sure your mom was never alone.
The smartest of the bunch, you learned things we never taught.
We’d tell you “go find mommy” or “bring me your baby” and that’s exactly what you brought.
You learned obedience commands like place, and down and would hold them til released.
We have one final command for you, sweet Emma, and that’s to set you free.
Emma, you’re free 🌈 🕊️ 🐾 🐕
Rest easy, our sweet girl. You’re loved far more than you could have ever known.
