My darling Crispin

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.

 

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