Where are you, my old friend? I looked for you in all your favorite spots—Mom’s office, in my puppy bed by the window and even downstairs where the scary roundy-round-soap-monster lives. I wanted more games of Peek-a-Boo, ’Round the Chairs, Under the Table, Over the Lazy Brown Dog. One more drink at our water bowl where I'd pretend to be a wolf, and you a lioness.
Just one more snuffle. Maybe even a scratch.
I was your Owl and you my Pussycat on our Pea Green couch-Boat. I’m glad I kept you warm while you sailed away.
That was beautiful- brought a tear to my eye. You captured the essence of animal friendship
ReplyDeleteSweet, beautiful lament.
ReplyDeleteLaurie I’m weeping.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful
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