Missing our boy...

Small boy

I think of you, my handsome boy.

Yes, I missed you in the spring,

but I imagine you… soft and small

and fresh, the way you stayed.

In some ways.

You worked the hearts of all

who passed you by

that summer, you came to me.

Small boy, big ears, huge heart,

and all.

You bound me fully

in your charms.

So cavalier, my noble love.

A goodly soul, a godly one, a mighty man,

you became.

Leaves began to fall,

you stood so strong, so still,

you faced your foe.  You nearly foiled us all!

Your enemy so slight

in light, of YOU.

My beautiful boy,

with a fervor I loved you.

If such passion could be captured

I’d wake tomorrow morn’, and save the world!

I assume.

Autumn withered, 

trees burned orange,

filtered yellow flowers

through an open door that came too soon.

Small boy. Once again.

I kissed your brow

once, a million times.

Teardrops dripped, poured really

across your face. With big brown eyes,

you trusted me still.

Carried you, as if once more,

you were that summer pup

tendered to me for safekeeping.

Peacefully you slipped away from this world.

From my world.

And now it is winter I face.

A bird among hundreds

on that cold morning wire

Searching for that sign.  Are you still here?

My dear heart, you are.

Feel your breath as I hold her tight.

Rest behind me while I

fall in love.  Ears perked, tail swaying

when she smiles. Reviving the peace within,

my sheriff.

So I look to another spring,

and my heart stays filled.

It was you that made certain.

Small boy, big ears, huge heart,

And all. 

~ mhb