Letting go.

Letting go.
She couldn't get up.
He knew it was over.
Her tail no longer wagged when he called her.
She tried to get up, but he didn't let her.
He put her in a blanket, and cradled her.
His tears hit her face, and she licked him.
He didn't want to let her go.
He needed to.
She was staying for him.
He wanted her to let go.
He will meet her soon.
She starting whining.
He shushed her and cradled her, speaking softly, saying his goodbyes.
He loved her. She didn't want to leave him.
She was tired, and she let go.
She stopped breathing, and just died.
He burried her in the back, under her favorite oak tree.
Her favorite little red ball was put on top.
The gravestone said:"Her lies Gracie, The kindest dog a man could want."
He cried his eyes out.
He said his goodbyes, and couldn't wait to meet her.
He had

Let her go