|Barked: Mon May 16, '05 6:10pm PST |
Glistening black hair
shimmers when you move.
Wild eyes that have a mean look
to anyone you disapprove.
But I know the heart behind
that disagreeable stare,
that guarded scrutiny
of menacing warfare.
Beaten and frightened away
when you were a pocket-sized
ball of fluffy ebony puppy..
mind timorously disorganized.
Mean man was cruel,
made you wary of most strangers,
except little kids
who display no dangers.
Fleeing reckously away to uncertainty,
brain damaged with fist beating..
but we found one another,
love evident at first meeting.
I held you pressed close,
cradled in my arms
and I cried.
Willow - 1993
My Velcro Boy
Eight years you shared your life with me.
Eight wonderful years of your loyality.
My "Velcro Boy".
"Put him all the way under".
Difficult words, but they had to be said.
Cancerous pain was all that was ahead.
So I said the words that granted freedom.
For the last time, I held you close,
cradled in my arms and I cried.
Willow - July 31, '03
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