For Borgia, Our Faithful Rottweiler, Our Best friend September 2000 to August 2009
When twilight falls
Amid the gloom of life’s final closing day
And loud rings the laughter of those long gone before
Into bright Valhalla’s halls
She’ll be there are the door, waiting
Old friend and faithful spirit
Love’s vanguard into Death’s domain
Without doubts has she waited these many years
For love’s return beyond the veil
For the mistress she protected and loved throughout her life
Bright gleam those brown eyes now
And see how funny that little stump of tail
As this most gracious descendent of the spirit-wolf
Pushes to her feet and whimpers
For now is the moment of long awaited joy
Now rise the images and smells and sounds of love
Echoing not in time but in the imminence of now!
For eternity has passed away
And reunited are the innocence of dog and the blessings of human love
Never more to part though all the stars lie cold and dead
And the lord of time lies prone at the feet of God
And death itself removes its dismal mask revealing but a glittered door
The way to those who passed before
Under the aegis of eternal love
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|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|A most precious soul still waiting, such sentiment of love, can only come from a true spirit, a soul that loves, and knows love's abundance, and for a sweet pooch, an innocent sweet loving pooch, as they all are, I swear we have learned love and loyalty from them, at least some of us, you with this eloquently deeply touching poem, you have touched it's heart and mine, and I bet many others, bless you Keith, I've missed you. Jasmin Horst|