I watched his eyes 
ever so trusting 
gaze up at me 
eyes full of love 
now glazed beneath 
an anesthetic film 
I stroked his head 
and whispered 
sounds of calm 
to gently guide him 
to his long, long sleep 
a feeble wiggle of his legs 
a sigh...so sad, and then 
his old eyes closed 
all trust 
removed by death 
but love remained 
I suffered 
through long moments 
while his pink tongue 
that once licked me 
sharing puppy kisses 
turned completely black 
and instantly it signaled 
he was gone. 
~ 
I cradled him 
in my arms 
his body 
all soft, and loose 
where his once 
swift muscles 
carried him 
across endless fiekds 
of dandelions 
~ 
I buried him beneath 
his favorite tree 
where he used to 
love to lay 
he'll lay there now 
until again 
we take long walks 
and race the winds 
on heaven's shores 
where best friends 
never die. 


Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2016
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