My One and Only Love

I suffered depression so, out of desperation, I got a puppy. He had to be walked and fed and soon won my heart every minute of the day and night. We adored and got devoted to each other in a very short time. He didn't have to be trained, he just knew what he should do.

I am now alone and often think of suicide to end this longing and loneliness at his passing . As I write this, the tears still flow and I never leave the house as he is everywhere I look, inside and outside.

His name was Hero. This poem is for him.

If tears could build a stairway,

and memories a lane,

I'd walk right up to heaven

and bring you back again.

To my sweetheart. I will never be the same without your unconditional love. Kisses every day are sent to you among the shuddering tears.

Your loving mama to my neeneebeebee.
Glenice Pretty