I lost him today,
to rainbow bridges
and sunny days.
My eyes adverting
the death sentance,
that fuckin tumor
sticks out of his leg.
A constant reminder
that the clock ticks
away with each
breath he takes.
My friend, my hero
laying on the floor
on pillow and blanket
cradeled in my husbands
gentle arms.
I whisper goodbye
I don't look back
I don't need to.
Every part of him
is me, and I him.
He is Harley.
Sitting in the car
waiting, staring at the
door where my husband
would come out,
sobbing cries of grief
as I swear I felt him go,
his spirit rode the wings
of my heart, and
the searing heat
of grief attatched itself
to my broken being.
I beleive in rainbow bridges
and heavens beauty.
In souls reuniting for
an eternity of love.
But none matters as I
cry out in the horror
of his exsistance no longer.
Of the lonley days ahead
as time goes on without
my consent.
2002-2008
Adding your comment:
He looked like a beautiful dog, at that. It's never fun to lose a pet;; I've lost many of them. Thank you so much for entering this. Good luck with everything =] Hope you're well♥
