For ages,
you have been visiting me
in dreams.
Your lovely snout,
your big wolfy ears,
your goofy grin.
Such a handsome boy
you were.
I pine. I pine.
How you rollicked along
the shore, water
and wind in your fur.
We were wild together,
oh, we were wild.
I am at a sleepy time
of life these days,
almost ready to tip forward
into dreamtime myself,
to come and find you
somewhere
on that farther shore.
A tender tribute to your long-time companion with whom you shared so much. He will indeed be waiting for you, as I have asked Sundance to be there waiting for me with Bosco right behind.
ReplyDeleteWhenever I think you have written all of the Pup poems possible, you come up with another one. And yes, he was such a handsome boy! And he will be there.
ReplyDeleteah, sweet Pup ~
ReplyDeleteI am glad you will have a welcome hug in dreamtime - but please don't leave us just yet..Jae
ReplyDelete"oh, we were wild" I love that! This is lovely.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, this is so beautiful, Sherry 🩷 That second stanza with "I pine. I pine." just gets me. And the whole of that final stanza is sublime. Not a single word wasted. I am so moved.
ReplyDeleteI know you still have the wild in you. Such a beautiful tribute to your dear companion.
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
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