Sunday, November 3, 2019

The Last of His Kisses


The barking has stopped, but there is no relief.
The last of the tumbleweeds have been swept. 
The gentle tapping of the too-long nails,
The happy thumping of excitable tails, 
The last of wet kisses - now memories wept. 
The barking has stopped, but there is no relief.

 

For Hapi, Buddy, and Chloe