Roam

I feel like if I push you hard enough

You’ll leave

And I’ll be

Back where I belong

Alone

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Mocha

She left and part of me went to sleep

I’m undone by four paws and a worn-out red collar

My faithful companion, lifelong friend

Thank you for loving me with all your strength to the end.

She took all my comfort with her

All the security of her protective grace.

Almost two decades of fears quelled by my tireless guardian

Watchful sentry, ageless soldier;

Furry tissue, perfect confidante

The best friend anyone could want

That old gray muzzle

Will never

Leave

My heart. I’ll love you forever

I can still feel you by my side (curled up perfectly like most winter nights)

Someday I may stop weeping

But tonight, the first night I face under this roof without your warm, snoring presence (my earliest memory is your excitement as we chose you at the pound; eighteen years is a long time for you to have been around)

The tears will flow until they irrigate the desert valleys you left inside my heart.

I can’t imagine life without your loyalty and bark

Someone tear this pain from me

AND JUST GIVE ME BACK MY DOG —

please.

No More 

Be still little daughter

The time for tears has passed. 

Let the shaking sobbing stop

Let the tears collide no more

I’ve given you a brand new heart

and I have so much else in store. 

My heart is for you, I’ve filled you with my Spirit

Please stop crying, darling, there’s nothing you could ever do on earth 

or its heavens 

to earn it. 

Set your sorrow a grave

I’ve dug it deep and well 

You’ll see these tears no more, my dear

I’ve sent them far beyond the waves. 

Please, little one

Come lay your head on my shoulder 

Your sobs cannot hurt me

This flood of sorrow is but a single drop in my hands. 

Thank you, precious lamb. Rest now for all you’ve let go, and let sleep 

restore 

your tired soul. 

Less miserable

Once I was crying very hard
And the sobs shook my bony frame
(Not small, mind you, just
Bony)
And my family was there, trying to
Comfort me, trying to
Help me feel better
But for all their efforts I felt worse.

And then our tiny
Five pound
Feisty angry unfriendly-to-strangers,
Scraggly stumpy wiry (pretty bony herself)
Absolutely itty-bitty dog with a Napoleon complex,
She came and nosed me and sniffed my tears and pawed at me and whined and worried and eventually curled up on my lap, all bones and black fur and radiating warmth,
And I kept crying
but I felt less miserable, you know?