I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do...

So leave awhile the paw marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking pan.

You man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying.
A little dog would get tired.

You were friends never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end.

- Extracts from Robinson Jeffers poem - 'I cannot lie by your fire'.