In memory of Crystal.

In memory of Crystal.

I had a dog named Crystal who would come when I whistled. She stood by my side and would never hide; that would be bad, and it would make me sad. She is black and white, and what a delight! She is in pain, but I won't complain. I had to stop her suffering. Although it was upsetting, My baby girl is gone, and I still mourn. I know she is safe, but I miss her face. You are the best. I wish you could lay on my chest, but I had to put you to rest.