my little girl-dog is with me
all the time
the flowers above is in remembrance of her
I see her out of the
corner of my eyes many times daily
it is a good feeling
let me tell you
she understands how much
I miss her
every hour of the day
therefore she shows herself to me
trying to ease the hurt
sometimes I want to reach
my hand out to her
to scratch behind her ears
she loved that
apparently she can read my mind
because she disappears
I never see her
outside The Hovel
never
that surprises me
‘cause she dearly loved
being outside
the two of us
but in the course of the day
she comes to me
always out of the corner of my eye
I’m content with that
she is here
helping me get over the pain
of her death
it helps some
eh . . . but not enough
I keep that sad fact a secret
she might not
come back to me

©July 19, 2018 / Jerry Pat Bolton