Coco how I watched you go?
She was my Babas
That was her nickname
Because no matter how old she got,
Her face looked like a puppy
She would always lay right next to me
Cuddled up to me so much
How did her time pass by?
She was the best sweetheart you could ever have.
The moment we entered that medical room where all the family sat
We were going to see our dog for the last time.
Trying to treasure every last moment
Like when she wanted to go outside.
Took her on her leash as if we were going for a walk
Looked like she was ready to go home though
As she was pushing against the door
Our family tried to enjoy our last time outside together
Walking back in tears I could not hold back any longer
Next uncomfortable minutes waiting for that sharp needle
To end my babas life,
She looks at us like always
We are crying looking at her as if we were just born.
My father crushing her beneath his arms
Never seen him act that way
My mother blowing her nose so loud
My brothers tears begin to show
As her eyes finally begin to shut
Message to you babas from me
No more will I see that face that wanted to go home.
My Coco, my babas: how I watched you go?