dog dies
it’s like IT happened
the dreaded day they
knew
was coming
an early test of
their mettle
a glimpse of what
lay ahead
inevitability
death
so when we found our
mocha dog
dead
quietly lying in the
grass that sunny
day
we sobbed together
in our grief
wrapping her in
fresh shroud
carried her to our
vet
not wanting to bury her
coming back home
we cuddled and sobbed
on our couch
sharing
together
i did not
realize
we were
grieving not just a
lost and faithful
dog
but also her
my beloved
as a cancer-person
i though i was
prepared
for IT
but
now
just one of us
sits here
this morning
on this same couch
grieving a loss
so deep
so agonizing
so heart-wrenching
he fears will
never
end
questioning
or should it?
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