Still do I miss my departed soul,

Wish something I had gotten for the sale,

Just seems as if someone has just it stole,

I feel an empty space inside & less than whole…

I hope it is helping someone else,

Bringing humor to a depressed being,

Allowing another to continue with life seeing,

When I did allow its usage,

That is what ”they” were guaranteeing…

I hope a new home it has found,

One with room so it can abound,

I hope its new owner is quite profound,

Even though if it found its way to the dog pound…

My soul yes it is missed,

Hopefully though it is not pissed,

I thought to relinquish its bond,

Would bring happiness to someone,

Maybe it has become a member of the beau monde…

          © ed ~ 9/8/05