I've been up sorting out several parcels of food to give away.....not people food but dog food. When Crispin died I had several packs of Iams and treats tucked away . The birds have been enjoying some loose biscuits but the rest will find good homes over Christmas. Here is the poem I wrote yesterday.
My dear,my darling Crispin
Your death was overshadowed by another
But yours is the face that greets me on my iPad
Yours are the footsteps I follow in the garden
Yours are the biscuits I feed to the birds
A dogs life is short
But you lived on in grace
Well past your allotted span
I miss you daily now not hourly
But the pains still there
A big dog shaped hole in my life for ever
No one will replace you
No dog or boy or girl
You have all gone before me
Wait for me please.
4 comments:
Long live the memory of the "Blessed Crispin".
Lovely dog, lovely picture.
Christmas Blessings Jean.X
Thank you Ray. All blessings to you too....
Sorry Jean, this moved me to tears.
When our dog Della died (12 years ago now) we grieved and still do, but odd moments, when we see a dog of her heinz pedigree, black and white, piebald.
She was 16 years old.
Sorry earnie. Tears were falling as I wrote it.
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