My good friend wrote a haiku for my dog, Cuba, who passed away in December. She shared it at the memorial we had for Cubes. It's awesome.
Hai-Cuba
Small, grey, and fuzzy.
Her size not matching her heart.
Beloved by all.
It's a funny thing ...
how something so darn tiny
can mean everything.
Onward she frolicks
in fields and gardens above.
Down here, we miss her.
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