Monday, January 6, 2014

Perdi

Your waggy tail would thump on the floor
Morning noon night
You talked to us
Howled like wolf
Meowed like a cat
Muttered under your breath when 
You were in trouble
Always the last word
For weeks not a whisper
Not a wag
Not a sound
Just big brown eyes looking
For us
To make it better.
Wrapped up in blankets
And love
Light as a bird
You took flight.


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