Blueprints in my Mind
How sad it was that until now,
I could not write a line …
To help me through this hardship, and
To ease this awful pain.
The sorrow and the emptiness,
The raw and biting fear,
Would overwhelm and blur out
Every line I’d write, with tears.
You were my loved companion for
So many happy years,
That I could not imagine how
I’d live without you here.
Our mornings had become routine,
We settled … over time;
With evenings full of patterns that
Are blueprints in my mind.
Beside me, by my bed at night,
We’d slumber, each in place;
And in the morning without fail,
I’d wake to your sweet face.
We’d lumber down with sleepy eyes
I’d let you out to play,
While making tea and coffee …
Get your breakfast underway.
We’d cuddle and we’d hug
And if I had to go to “work”,
You’d wait for me so patiently
For then, when I’d return ….
I’d beep the horn to say “I’m home” …
And as I reached the door,
I’d see you through your window,
And my heart would always soar.
The moment that I’d step inside,
Such greetings we would have;
For whether only minutes, or
If hours … you’d be glad.
You’d wag and wiggle, sing and hug,
You’d “circle” till you dropped,
Onto the floor where then we’d cuddle,
While you howled and talked.
Our days and nights consisted of
Our little family;
For to you, I was “mommy”,
And with “daddy”, that made three.
We’d play with all the toys you loved,
Your frisbee and your ball,
Your tug ring and your rope toy,
And the tire in the yard.
You had such clear expression,
And our hearts would fill with pride,
As little children visited,
And learned your gentle side.
And even in our quiet times,
Relaxing in the den,
My eyes would always seek you out,
And lock on yours … and then,
You’d give a little sigh and wag,
And promptly jump right up,
To come to my familiar arms,
And cuddle like a pup.
The years passed by too quickly,
Though I know that time can’t dim,
The memories that I have with you
Will always stay within.
You were a part of every day
I woke, from dawn to dusk;
You were my “child” I knew was there
Through good times and through rough.
And when we said goodbye to you,
And held you in our arms,
You fell to sleep one final time,
And moved into God’s arms.
I like to think that now you have
Been freed from all that pain;
And now you’re roaming up above
To live life all again.
Rest in Peace My Friend …
You will never be forgotten.