I hadn't and since I just discovered this, I've decided I'm up for the challenge.
It's been a while since I've felt the desire to write poetry, so we'll see how it goes.
April 1, 2013
She walks in beauty, like the night
silvered whiskers quivering....anticipating
the lure of a mouse in tall grass
the sudden swoop of a fragile wingspan
shocking her into the pounce.
She sleeps in serenity, like the stars
the twitch of an enormous white paw
or the slow rise and fall of tiny ribs
all that proves she sleeps
and has not drifted into the beyond.
She loves in totality, like a mother
and nothing can change the adoration seen in a glance
or the rub of cheek against cheek
the slow knead of soft pink pads
or claw-less toes massaging skin.
She trusts in devotion, like a child,
nothing can harm her, no pain will come
so long as you're there
a kind word, a gentle stroke,
a lap to hold her world.
She rests in peace, like a sunset
mourned until a memory returns and brings a smile,
or a tear of remembrance
A simple stone marks her presence in our world,
a presence still and forevermore missed.
In loving memory of our Perfect Precious Princess Boo.
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