Pup
In my dream last night,
we found each other.
You had been waiting for me
for so long.
We were happy to be together,
my hand roughed your neck fur,
you buried your forehead
against my knees,
as you always did,
to greet me.
You had been managing alone,
but were in need of care,
scruffy, with long fur
matting between your paws.
I ached for the time
you had spent with no one
to take care of you.
I woke up, I went about smiling,
one could say happy,
definitely grateful for
all of my blessings.
But I miss you, still,
and always.
I carry you within,
a big black wolf,
alongside my inner wolf woman,
and when I think about
how large is your absence,
in my heart
we both give
a silent mournful howl.
