Suzzy Roche, folk-rock singer-songwriter, founding member of the sister act the Roches, Libra, and author of the forthcoming novel Wayward Saints (due in January), adopteda sweet sheltermutt from North Shore Animal League America and named her … Friend.
“She’s 14, nearly deaf and blind, a deep soul, a dear Friend,” Suzzy says of her little black-and-white beauty (pictured at left).
In tribute, Suzzy composed some lovely lines about Friend a poem in prose and I just had to share them (with Suzzy’s permission, of course).
Read the verseson her Tumblr blog, “My Two Cents,”or right here:
you are love, i kiss your black feet, smell the rims of your ears, your eyes like oily olives, never have i seen them cry, youdont have a single word, faithful silence pulls me beside your skinny bones, hanging on your wordless world, you are always asking at my pockets, i turn them inside out for you, you accept disappointment with a hopeful eye, you want all my food but none of your own, i think i make you mad, but what can i do when you forgive me all the time? at night we curl into our dreaming like two orphans remembering the night of being left behind, i could say i rescued you, but you could say you rescued me, i kiss your feet, you are love named sadness, what name do you have for me in the whimpering and barking of your great concern
Dogsters, have you ever written (or sung) something heartfelt to your best Friend? Please share in the comments!