I normally wait to post my poetry in April for National Poetry Month. But I find that when things take a downturn in my life my words come in poems to express my sorrows.
In February one of my Shetland Sheepdogs died. Her name was Truly. Even now I tear up when I face her absence. She was a wonderful companion and the following poetry came about because of her loss.
Time
Time
slips away
like sand through my fingers
until suddenly
gone
Passing On
Warm arms lift
Holding you cradled to a
Heartbeat of love.
Angel wings unfurl
You are flying
Away from Earth
Into another step of your journey
And a new beginning.
Truly (dogs)
They come to you with licks
of love for your hands and face.
Embrace their unconditional love now
as their joy washes over you.
For time is fleeting and one day
they’ll be gone and you will miss
those tail wags and sloppy kisses.
Cosette, the alpha female lemon beagle, sends her licks of love.
Thanks, Cosette!