When an angel came home - An ode to my pet dog
Lay staring up at me
Waiting for me to sift through the memories
Laid bare before my eyes
One glance and I am lost in a world
Not so recent, not so old
The tiny paws, at rest in sleep
Pulled at my heart strings
Stirring emotions down deep
Which took me back in time
A time when I was carefree
And not responsible for one more life
A tiny living breathing creature
Who, against my wishes came home
And into my lap he was placed
This trembling wraith like entity
Who, in an instant became mine
All mine, forever mine
The ensuing years fled by
Like deer chased by beasts
And then one day I cast my eye
On his face, white with advancing age
No more a puppy, not as young
The advancing years have not yet taken it's toll
He's still active, he's still childlike
But my heart skips a beat every time
I see the white deepen,
the changes fill me with terror
A terror so intense, it scares me
To the depths of my very existence.
Do not grow old, my child
God has bestowed on you a short life
A very short life and there's so much to do
Rabbits to chase, fallen leaves to run after
Barking when the door bell rings
and strangers, whose hearts must be won
Cuddles and massages,
belly rubs and falling asleep in my arms
Time... Stand still for a while
Let him stay young a little longer
This mother needs him a little longer
For he is my life, my strength, my identity
My child.
Not born of me, but still my own.
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