Friday, October 28, 2011

Remembering Spreckles

black Lab lying on a carpet
by Linda Freund

October 6, 2011

Dear Friend,

Sunlight streams through the window pane
Unto a spot on the floor….
Then I remember,
It’s where you used to lie,
But now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
And muted echoes sound…..
Then I remember,
It’s where you paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
And up beyond the hill,
Then I remember it can’t be yours….
Your golden voice is still.
But I’ll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
And lay them with the absent voice
And unused dish along the wall.
I’ll wrap these treasured memorials
In a blanket of my love
And keep them for my best friend
Until we meet above.

4 comments:

  1. Er clipboard fail. What happened to him? I thought he was a young dog! But it sounds like he crossed the bridge!

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  2. Heart felt. Been there, done that and thankful
    for the plentiful joys, pains as cherish memories.

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  3. Hi Y'all,

    What a moving poem. What emotions and visions it evokes.

    Y'all come by now,
    Hawk aka BrownDog

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