Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Black Shadow on the Hillside

The grass is now growing
Where you lay.
The primroses I planted
To give you colour
To give me hope
Have receded with the snow
That for a while kept you warm.

This hillside will always be yours -
Your tracks and trails, your scent
Has marked the territory
Forever yours.


The woods so deep and dark
You conquered without fear
The stream you crossed or
Maybe chose the wooden bridge
To bring you home.
The joy we felt
From the love you gave
Forever faithful.

The paths are silent where you walked
The warm spots empty
Where you lay all summer long -
And the box deep inside the hay barn
Where you sheltered from the rain
An empty reminder now obsolete.
The fox stopped dropping by
But the cat stayed and the birds
Still sing.

Too long you shared your love
Sometimes we hear you in the silence
Always ready to run and play
Sometimes we see your shadow
Sometimes this, sometimes that.
But everyday we think of you
And remember –
Forever love.




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