Joalexander Brandon
30 October 1986 — 13 November 2000

On November 6, 2001, Cindy Ching sent us this poem that she wrote
to her special guy Brandon.

Brandon you passed away today,
And I came back to you from far away.
Four years you have been waiting for me,
For I roamed off to be free.

I am thankful that I was by your side,
To come home to say my last goodbye.
They say: " Animal will wait until their wish fulfilled,
This time your tired body just won't heal.

Kidney disease it won't cure,
"Be kind", I cannot let you endure.
The Lord gave me wisdom,
I permitted the lethal weapon.

I saw you lying still,
It was my heart that was killed.
I slipped your collar gently off,
And heard the jingle far away not.

I stood and turn back to see you laid
Knowing you have gone away.
This time you are not coming home with me,
Nor shall I be able to feel your breeze.

Tightly I held onto your collar close,
Feeling the last warmth that will doze.
I weep and mourn for the passing years,
I shed thousands drop of tears.

As bedtime approach,
The ritual goes,
"Goodnight Brandon, Goodnight Dreamie",
Forgotten you are no longer here.

Money will buy a plot of land for you,
Maybe glamorous tombs stone too.
But for you a craved wooden box will do,
Next to my bed I know that is what you wanted too.

I asked is heaven where good dogs go,
No one will definitely tell me so.
I will know the answer in some distanced days,
When my soul reach the destined place.

Golden Retrievers I may own in future days,
There won't be one to fill your ways.
Your affection and love will see me through,
I want you to know I'll always love you too.