A scene of loving patience awaits in scented chair. Fritz lies awaiting for
the one who isn't there.

The touch of hand is gone,
nor, gentle voice remain, But memories stay within this room
where David felt his Pain...

Who knows when unseen loving hands
stroke this fur with so much heart, What whispered voice caresses Fritz,
who waits to give a welcomed bark!..

He lies awaiting in scented chair

Is someone there?

..1995 Sequoyah