I am by no means a poet, but I felt the need to write something after the death of my wonderful Darwin, so here it is.
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DarwinSuch joy for life, such cheerfulness,
No sorrow and no fearfulness, Pain you say? I don't agree, Give up you say? No way, not me My legs don't work so well these days, But let it stop me? Not a chance! You see, why would I ever choose To slow down, I wonder, I muse. For life is so fun, so full of laughs And I shall never do things by halves! 'You're quite poorly now' says Mummy But I'm so happy I just don't care. And a secret I will now lay bare - If you get ill, you're given food Which is just so, so very yummy. The humans say it's to hide 'meds' But why care when it tastes so good? Four times a day, oh what bliss Each time I wait, outside my bed For this, I would not want to miss Many times we saw the vet More medicines she prescribed 'Oh good' thought I, for now I get Yet more food, what a lovely prize The humans say 'you've been through so much' 'I don't know how you stay so strong' 'Maybe it's time to let you go' But one thing you must realise Is while you think and agonise You are so very, very wrong. One thing about me you must know Is all I think about is lunch! I want to scratch, my foot won't reach But my mummy I can teach. 'Right here' I show, tipping my head She scritches my chin, my ear, my face Instantly, the right place she finds She learns so quick, it is as if She is inside my very mind She thinks my thoughts before I do Understood but always unsaid I groom her as a show of thanks 'Keep going please, just one more place' I'm tired now, from all these trials, She sees it in my eyes And for the final time she says, 'It's time to say goodbye' But one last job to do for me, My human seems upset you see, Though why I do not know. So happy and so peaceful now, But why the furrows on her brow? I cannot rest before I place Right back upon my favourite face The thing that always made her glow, A great big, happy, loving smile And so I set about my job To make my human smile again To take away her unknown pain. I lick her hand, she always liked that Said I'm such a kind old ratlet It works, she smiles, a happy sob A brux and boggle seal the deal, I'm sure she knows now how I feel, That when she says 'I love you, squish' To echo is my only wish Job done, I say, my life complete And wow, how good, how fun, how sweet |