A single tear

My beloved dog you left so soon
at the ripe age of seven
I keep kicking myself for all the chances I missed
of being by your side
you were my first dog ever
yet you slipped through my fingers too soon
flashbacks of the times the tumor had not grown so large
you were active, playful and full of energy
but one day it spread too far
taking your life
so I cry cry and cry until all that is left
is a single tear


Author: Claudia N

philosopher, iconoclast, technoboy, musician, conjuration battle-mage, dean