Your body held against my chest
long auburn ears fanned out in rest.
I look upon you long and deep
your image in my mind to keep,
and blink the tears that blur my view
of my last chance to gaze at you.
I long to feel you stir and wake
and watch you stretch and see you shake
and wag your tail and romp with me
but now you’ve gone where I can’t be.
I plant a kiss upon your head
and place you gently on your bed.
I do not want to lay you down
to dig the red clay Georgia ground
my tears to loose the stubborn dirt
each spade-full filling me with hurt.
But you deserve a proper grave
and my children need to see me brave.
Now one last time I hold you close,
caress your fur and kiss your nose
but your fading warmth says you’re not here
so with a sob and many a tear
reluctantly I lay you down
with part of my heart, in the ground.
Thank you for your loving heart
your gentle soul, your happy bark.
When I, too, go beyond this place
I eagerly will seek your face.
Then I will hold you once again
my precious dog, my loyal friend.
I still miss her so much and wrote this. I know there are a lot of poems that deal with losing a pet, but I just needed to express my sadness in my own words.