Passing of a Friend
Sunlight streams through window panes,
onto a spot on the floor...
Then I remember it's where you used to lie
but now you are no more...
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound...
Then I remember;
it's where your paws would joyously abound...
A bark is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill.
then I remember;
it can't be yours..
Your golden voice is still...
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor,
and empty muted hall.
Lay them with the absent bark,
and unused dish along the wall..
I'll wrap these treasured memories in a blanket of my love,
and keep them for my loving friend,
Until we meet above.
