Saturday, December 29, 2012

On taking on another’s death

The list of who I’d die

For is very short:

My wife, my kids,

And my three dogs,

Except I just lost

One and was never

Never close to death.

Suddenly, she in just

One day collapsed

And I stood helplessly.

No mountain lion

To face nor speeding car,

No insane madman

Nor falling star.

She curled up inside

Around her wound

And died, no plea

For sympathy, no doubt

Or questioning. It was

As though I’d let her leash

Slip through my fingers.

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