You asked me no questions,
you told no lies,
you always looked at me with
love in your eyes.
You waited patiently for hours
sat by the door
wondering if I would ever come
back any more.
You were always pleased to see me.
You’d never moan
when I finally came home that I’d
left you alone.
You’d walk for miles as through
the woods I’d stride
and afterwards you’d sleep peacefully
there at my side.
And when you were old, arthritic
and almost lame
you’d struggle on valiantly and
never complain.
You were the very best friend
I ever had
and now you’ve gone to Heaven
I feel so sad.
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PressOn says:
I share your sadness; this poem conveys it so well.
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Julieann says:
Our pets are our children, as loving and giving as a trusting child. And, yes, their passing is a tearing a rending of the heart. I feel for you and feel your grief!
Writersdigest.com Wednesday poetry prompt 263:- Write a tribute poem
Our pets have much to teach us about unconditional love.
The intensity of your grief will diminish, but the love will abide with you forever.
May peace be with you Jezzie.