i count the hours since i last saw you
& felt your warmth beside me...
a creature comfort unexplainable.
oh the relativity of time & the irony of it all.
time has crawled & almost stopped at the
very minute you left for a better life...
when 10 years have just flown past my head
all at the blink of the eyes.
you have taught me so many things
about life, love & the world at large...
all without a single word exchanged,
but by the single act of living your life fully
& loving beyond human comprehension.
i see you through my daily routines,
bounding & skipping alongside me
as i go about the drudgery of my days
(all 15 of them) without you.
maybe i'm just dreaming out loud.
i want to have a tattoo of you on me,
i don't need it to remind me of you
- you are the last i would forget.
it seems a comforting thought & act
to always have you near me.
forever.
i should have this engraved in my heart:
near this spot are deposited the
remains of one who possessed
beauty without vanity,
strength without insolence,
courage without ferocity,
and all the virtues of man,
without his vices.
this praise, which would be
unmeaning flattery
if inscribed over human ashes
is but a just tribute to the
memory of SPOT,
a dog.

b.
& felt your warmth beside me...
a creature comfort unexplainable.
oh the relativity of time & the irony of it all.
time has crawled & almost stopped at the
very minute you left for a better life...
when 10 years have just flown past my head
all at the blink of the eyes.
you have taught me so many things
about life, love & the world at large...
all without a single word exchanged,
but by the single act of living your life fully
& loving beyond human comprehension.
i see you through my daily routines,
bounding & skipping alongside me
as i go about the drudgery of my days
(all 15 of them) without you.
maybe i'm just dreaming out loud.
i want to have a tattoo of you on me,
i don't need it to remind me of you
- you are the last i would forget.
it seems a comforting thought & act
to always have you near me.
forever.
i should have this engraved in my heart:
near this spot are deposited the
remains of one who possessed
beauty without vanity,
strength without insolence,
courage without ferocity,
and all the virtues of man,
without his vices.
this praise, which would be
unmeaning flattery
if inscribed over human ashes
is but a just tribute to the
memory of SPOT,
a dog.

b.

