A Memory

A memory of a pet.

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Your pleading eyes look up at me and I know

it’s time, our time together. So, out we go full

of romps and frolic across the meadows of my

mind, pausing to check each flower before us.

With your eyes full of adventure, we press on with

careful inspection of every twig and rock in our path.

And together we discover the mysteries of nature’s

own as I watch you leap at every lark on the wing.

Your eyes meet mine for assurance as we

turn toward home, tarrying for a moment

at each new scent in the wind. At last, we

arrive and full of joy, you jump into my lap.

Ready for a well-earned rest, I say as

your droopy eyes signal it’s time for

our nap. Your paws rest softly on my knee

and gently I reach down to kiss your head.

It is then I am reminded it was no more

than a dream. My trusted companion for

years, you have led me this way and that,

foisting new tricks on me at every turn.

Coming home from a walk, I open the door

expecting two paws against my leg and

one excited lick to seal our reunion. And

I pause to realize you are no longer here.

In the silence of the moment, I muse on my

own time and end, a time when I will cross

that bar and meet my faithful friend once again

knowing we will never, ever be apart again.

By Fred Miller

From: United States

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