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April 8, 2021
January 5, 2022
What I remember about that day is--
The hope I felt until just hours away.
Never grasping that the chilled day could be your last til' too late.
I saw the pain in your eyes as you were carried away.
The grip I had on your fur as you floated away.
Leaving the vet with you unmoving in the crate.
Waiting for your favorite spots to fill, and the nightmares to be at bay.
Nothing about your fading face.
Nothing about losing our bond to your fate.
© Jenny C., Columbus, OH
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This piece is about the day my dog of 15 years passed, Mya. She was there from the day I was born, the house became so eerily silent when she left. It was hard to become accustomed to.