| General Non-Fiction posted June 23, 2016 |
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A short memorial poem.
I Thought I Heard Her.
by write hand blue
Jess died last night....As her last moments approached, we all said our goodbyes to a faithful companion. The vet was ready.
We had a duty of care and I had no intention of letting her suffer after her many years of devotion to myself and the family.
I took a deep breath and close to her I whispered soothing words. She seemed relaxed. I stood to one side and seconds later she left us--a little part of me went with her.
***
The mind can play tricks on you while you sleep. I actually thought I heard Jess and awoke, hoping just hoping. Alas it was just a dream. Groggy with sleep I switched on my laptop
'I thought I heard her,' is my impression of Jess as I heard her in my dream running up the stairs to our apartment. In her younger more energetic days you could always hear her skidding on the floor seconds before she appeared at our door panting with the effort.
I THOUGHT I HEARD HER..
I thought, yes I did...
I Thought--I heard her...
effortful struggling
slowly rushing
stairs tiring
collar tinkling
paws skidding
silent barking
door scratching
loud panting
~ I thought I saw her ~
sad eyeing
still smiling
life befriending
ever depending
forever loving.
now departing
those
Farewell tears for yesterday's living
break hearting
never forgetting
we grieve...
For you 'JESS' our revered friend a different write—something a little special, for someone very special.
AN
EVER MEETING
'HERE'S HOPING'
*******
I left the work as I found it this morning when I awoke. My apologies for the strange wording, but they are not for changing. They have meaning to me.
As always I appreciate your time and thank you for reading.
Jess touched the hearts of all who knew her. RIP
Jess died last night....As her last moments approached, we all said our goodbyes to a faithful companion. The vet was ready.
We had a duty of care and I had no intention of letting her suffer after her many years of devotion to myself and the family.
I took a deep breath and close to her I whispered soothing words. She seemed relaxed. I stood to one side and seconds later she left us--a little part of me went with her.
***
The mind can play tricks on you while you sleep. I actually thought I heard Jess and awoke, hoping just hoping. Alas it was just a dream. Groggy with sleep I switched on my laptop
'I thought I heard her,' is my impression of Jess as I heard her in my dream running up the stairs to our apartment. In her younger more energetic days you could always hear her skidding on the floor seconds before she appeared at our door panting with the effort.
I THOUGHT I HEARD HER..
I thought, yes I did...
I Thought--I heard her...
effortful struggling
slowly rushing
stairs tiring
collar tinkling
paws skidding
silent barking
door scratching
loud panting
~ I thought I saw her ~
sad eyeing
still smiling
life befriending
ever depending
forever loving.
now departing
those
Farewell tears for yesterday's living
break hearting
never forgetting
we grieve...
For you 'JESS' our revered friend a different write—something a little special, for someone very special.
AN
EVER MEETING
'HERE'S HOPING'
*******
I left the work as I found it this morning when I awoke. My apologies for the strange wording, but they are not for changing. They have meaning to me.
As always I appreciate your time and thank you for reading.
Jess touched the hearts of all who knew her. RIP
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