by Darryl Price
A dog is a being that’s,well,
A dog. Can that also make him
A person? Only love can. That’s
What I think. A life has a sound
It makes, a certain sound like no
Other. When an animal you
Know dies the house bows its head and
Closes its eyes for awhile. It
Will open them again eventually.
When an animal
You love leaves the planet all your
Feelings float to the surface like
A bar of soap, easy to spot,
Impossible to push back down.
The old familiar winds pack up
For good, the new cooler ones are
Strangers for now. Goodbye little
Boy of mine, goodbye old man, my
Imperfect buddy for the short
Run. I’ll miss your cork nose. Your funny
Smile. The last time I took you
For a bath and a toe nail trim
They said you had fallen asleep.
Classic Colby. Enjoy the stars.