The Broken Heart

He was taken from me.

It was found that,

during morning hours,

my most trusted companion

would fall into a state

of repose and never awaken.

I found my face flooded

with a cataract of tears.

I had never anticipated

that such a time would come.

 

I stared long and hard

at him, waiting

for movement.

I embraced him,

stroking his magnificent golden

fur. I reminisced of times

spent filled with much fain.

I bade farewell for the last

time, looking back solemnly.

All through the day

my mind was plagued

with thoughts of my golden

pup. When I arrived

home and entered the house,

I was much perturbed

by his absence.

I knew I had to face

the truth that

my friend was gone

forever.

Author's Note

This was for the loss of a pet that had died nearly a decade ago. He was sweet and funny and mischievous. My family loved him, though he was sometimes trouble.
This was written for him. May you rest in peace, Brandy boy.

Reviews

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

The good ones, the ones we love the most are always the ones that cause trouble and wrac havoc where ever they go. This was a beautiful tribute to a very much loved pet... xxoxoxo