I Still Feel Her Weight On My Lap

May 12, 2011
By Linzy Meyer BRONZE, Austin, Texas
Linzy Meyer BRONZE, Austin, Texas
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I still feel her weight on my lap
Black as lace, warm as a blanket on a winter day
Cuddling up next to each other
as our fears of thunderstorms pass by
Her greetings at the door, and a bark of happiness, as I come home from school
It’s as if she was saying, “I missed you”
I still feel her weight on my lap
My best friend Lacey who I miss dearly
Now is waiting by the gates of Heaven
Waiting to say, “I missed you”

The author's comments:
I wrote this because my dog Lacey died the night before I went into fifth grade. It makes me feel better when I write about her in poems.I will never forget my dog, and I still feel her weight on my lap.

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MsJuettner said...
on Jun. 16 2011 at 9:51 am
I love this poem.  My favorite line is the part about waiting out the thunderstorms together.  So proud to see it here on the Teen Ink site.  :)


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