by Johanna Moon
(Dallas TX, U.S.A.)
I had walked you
one last time,
or told you what a good girl you were.
I felt safe,
knowing you would protect me,
night after night.
I wish I had rubbed your belly fur,
or seen your crooked smile
that you stole clean off my face.
I would have laughed as you jumped on me,
and might even have let you knock me over.
I will always remember
your golden fur
wagging tail that always seemed to have something stuck in it,
your chowchow nose and deep bark,even though you would only ever harm flies.
I will remember the sunny days and the stormy ones, but it never mattered because you were always outside of your house.
I will especially remember those days when you would break the leash and run off, but always come back, and wait on the porch like you owned the place.
I could go on, but I won't. I could forget, but I never will.
I will keep you in my heart, my beautiful, good, golden-haired brown-eyed girl.
You are free at last.
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