Thursday 3 October 2013

A poem in memory of my dog, Boyden

Boyden
You’re Not There

I reach out to touch you, but you’re not there
I call your name; it hangs in the empty air
I touch your lead; I look at your empty chair
You’re not there
My days are long and sad
You’re not there
My fingers ache to stroke your soft fur
You’re not there
My arms ache to cuddle you forever
You’re not there
Because you’ve gone to a place
Where I’m not there

Boyden 2001 -2013

2 comments:

Toni Bunnell said...

That is so sad Carol; but such beautiful words x

Carol Arnall said...

Thank you, Toni. I knew one day I would write poems about him. This is the first. It helps. I know that he will always be with me. He was so precious.