Raising Oso


Truman digging

They came together
They pulled and they pawed
They hauled their spirits
And sent strength on
The mud tried to claim them
And bury them deep
But volunteers, donators,
Your memories they’ll keep

We’re lifting you Oso
We’re raising you high
The search yet continues
In our mind’s eye
You’re the sister and brother
Someone’s Mommy or dad
The loss of which
We may never understand

©BBerry

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