I need to
wipe the tear stains from my glasses which
I haven't cleaned in days
And
clear the clutter which has accumulated while
my mind's been in a haze
Because
my best friend has left me here alone with
only her memory
In one week
it's amazing how much your life can change
when someone
who couldn't even speak her mind
at least not verbally
Has left your side
Left pain behind
Escaped the confines of worldly time
In my mind she will live on
lend strength and patience to my song
so I can chase my dream
Seventeen years is nowhere near enough
but still our bond was
whole, pure love
Though small she was a fighter, though soft, she was
so strong
And how I'll always wish to reach out
and just
touch her little paw
gaze into those big blue, soulful eyes,
the ones with which she taught me:
To yourself, always be kind.
