Duke

R.I.P A TRIBUTE TO DUKE

Sunlight streams through window pane 
onto a spot on the floor… 
then I remember,it’s where you used to lie, 
but now you are no more. 

Our feet walk down a hall of carpet 
and muted echoes sound…. 
then I remember, 
It’s where your paws would joyously abound 

A voice is heard along the road, 
and up beyond the hill 
then I remember it can’t be yours…. 
your golden voice is still. 

But I’ll take that vacant spot of floor 
and empty muted hall 
and lay them with the absent voice 
and unused dish along the wall 

I’ll wrap these treasured memorials 
in a blanket of my love 
and keep them for my best friend 
until we meet above.

he will be missed by us all 
xxxx