Good Girl

A Poem by Jmsavestheday

when the loss of an animal is the loss of a child

she wasn't mine.

but her heart belonged to the same person mine did.

in that way we were family

there was never any question of loyalty

hers for him and his for her.

there was no question of priority

hers for him and his for her

there was no question of jealousy

mine for them

only deep deep admiration

it was clear they were each other's complement.

so dependent on one and other

his inhale expanded her lungs

she was strength and kindness in him

he was support and gentleness in her

where his foot planted her foot followed

what wasn't apparent, at least at first

was the depth of love

she was his daughter and he loved her like that

she was his shadow and his reason

and she is gone now

ripped from his life

his lung, heart, gut, brain, hand, eye

taken

this half person is mine to hold and support

but my legs are unsteady, weak kneed in the wake of my own sadness

she wasn't mine but she was mine all the same

my heart belonged to the man who's heart belonged to her

now his is broken and mine is fractured

a friend said "there is nothing to do but grieve and hold on."

I'm no good at the former

so I just do the latter. hold on. to his hand. to his shaking shoulders

and think about how she would've known what to do

to make us both feel better

You are so loved Wookie.

© 2015 Jmsavestheday

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Rana

This is such a wonderful tribute to her, very very moving. i can relate to such attachment. It's a unique relationship, unlike any other and its place indeed is irreplaceable. One gets to take a really close look at it in your poem, it's so finely detailed. Precious piece of work.