Burying a piece of me.

by Poet on the Piano   Sep 29, 2018


I never meant to make her cry,
everyone grieves differently and
memories are too raw
for some to fondly taste.
It's only been three weeks
since you let go of life in my arms
but none of us have slept the same.

Winter will be here, sooner than
I want, one less set of paw prints.
No longer will I have to carry you
when the ground is frozen,
or in the deepest snow when
you skated across the top
like the world was an ice rink.

If I could hold you once more,
I'd give anything.
To know you are healthy and
chasing life and running
whenever you hear the doorbell.
To know you have others
to sing soft lullabies as you
wait for me at the bridge.
Please let me know you are
finally free of pain.

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  • 4 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    How bizarre that i thought I'd look through your back catalogue and I came across a poem that not only resonated with me profoundly, but that Noura commented on recently.
    Anyhow, coincidence aside, I lost my boxer three years ago and there isnt a day that goes by that i don't think of her. All I need say is this: I really do understand this poem.

    • 4 years ago

      by Poet on the Piano

      That is bizarre, indeed. But in a good way. And thank you, sincerely. I know you, Noura and many others truly understand this and I'm so sorry for the loss of your boxer. It's weird to look back and read the date, because like you mentioned, not a day goes by I don't think about him. And it seems so odd to reflect on the fact it's been years when there are days I just expect him to be there when I wake up, or snuggled tightly to his brother who he went everywhere with.

      Thank you <3

  • 4 years ago

    by nouriguess

    "one less set of paw prints"
    How can one line shred my heart like this?
    I don't think I'll ever be ready for this moment, and I don't think I'll ever recover when it happens.
    My pet is not just a family member. He's my baby, my best-friend and my spoiled little fur-ball. I'm sorry you had to go through this. It hurts like nothing else.

  • 6 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    Words do not have the power to comfort this grief. Maybe the peace of your last plea will beginning your healing.

  • 6 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    It is always heartwrenching to lose a pet. They are family and it is definitely like losing a part of yourself when you have to bury them.
    You shared some memories with us, some of the little everyday things that you will miss. The snowy footprints, carrying her across when it's frozen so her little footsies wouldn't slip and slide, running to greet the doorbell. Some beautiful imagery you shared.
    My thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time. <3

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