TIME TICKS ON...
a Lick, a Pat, a curl of the Ear.
a Look, a Nod, a silent tear.
Head on Paws, wag of Tail,
Eyelids heavy, Body frail.
lumpy grief, stuck in throat,
unshed drops, hardly afloat.
makeshift beds, morbid scene.
Time ticks on, gently weaves
tapestry of life, death achieves.
Memories only, Essence gone,
buried Love, time ticks on...
Caryl Moll
May 2010
We almost lost macy a couple of weeks ago. She is more and more disoriented....difficult days, my dear friend. I am praying for you!
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andrea
Old memories lead to current pains -
ReplyDeleteYet those memories keep us going -
Hi Caryl
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for missing this post on your blog - what a beautiful touching poem. Brings back sweet memories of my beloved Keelee and thoughts of my rescue Apples and her struggles against mammary tumors...
Memories are what we have of the past and help shape who we are. We live in today, but yesterday is what helped make us today...
Hugs,
Nadine, Apples & Neeli
Angel doggie Keelee (1995-2008)
Beautiful and bittersweet=you never stop missing your "heart/soul" babies...Sending love and big hugs, Caryl.
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