Closure, though sad

I’m simply going to say it this way, as I find other words difficult.

FROSTY MORNING

It was a frosty morning in mid-December

As I walked my dog this morning.

I blankly stared through the fine bare limbs

Of a giant maple at a dark gazebo.

The silver-grey skies beyond

Reminded me of the gloomy focus

Of my troubled soul.

The five past days were filled with angst.

Our rambling cat had dashed away

As we were leaving home at night.

Because before he’s be there waiting

At the door the following morning,

That is what we thought would be.

But not this time.

Every effort I made to find him

Proved another fruitless gesture.

Then yesterday I told a neighbor

To keep a watch for him.

An hour later she came calling.

Out on the highway near her house,

Our cat had been struck down.

I brought him home; laid him to rest

Beside two other loved ones.

Every second December,

We’ve lost a pet;

Our hearts have been distressed.

Rest in peace, our Fonzie, dear,

You’re gone, but never far.

12-13-14

3 thoughts on “Closure, though sad

  1. It hurts :’( I still miss my Maxi (Spitz) that I lost at 17 and Poopie (cat) that I lost at 19. Animals have an amazing way of touching our hearts, and we as humans that allow this kind of connection are truly blessed to love or have loved one of God’s wonderful creations.

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