No words can capture
What you mean
To me and to my heart
Since that bless'd day
When we first met
I knew we'd never part
*******
You've held my spirit,
Found my soul
You've turned my night to day
What strength I've found
In your sweet love
I can't begin to say
*******
And yet I'll try,
Because your love
Defies both time and space
I treasure every moment
Your precious, smiling face
*******
Now here today
When feelings numb
I know I'll never find
A dog so sweet, a friend so true
But now, I'm left behind
*******
And here I'll wait
Until the day
That we shall meet again
You'll live forever in my heart
My boy, my most true friend
About the Creator
Marie McGrath
Things that have saved me:
Animals
Music
Sense of Humor
Writing
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Love Letters Through Time
Context: Grace (Gráinne) Gifford, was a participant in the Irish nationalist struggle against British rule, which led to ‘The Easter Rising’, Easter Monday, 1916 in Dublin, Ireland. She was betrothed to one of the leaders, who were due to be executed the morning after being taken prisoner. Joseph and Grace were married the night before in his prison cell. Joseph (Seosamh Pluinceid)) was one of the leaders of The Rising, a signatory of the Irish Proclamation and, in death, a revered Irish hero. These are my imaginings of ‘her’ final words to him. I include a few words in Irish Gaelic as the movement that led to the rebellion favored speaking Irish, instead of English. I would wager a guess, as they were both poets and writers in the Irish republican movement that she would have chosen to marry her love of country with her love of him in expressing her devotion.
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Comments (6)
Nice poem
A pet becomes part of your fibre... and the loss holds great pain. I know that the spirit of your wee man is part of you now. So sorry for your loss.
Nice work.. I really enjoyed this one . Keep up the good work.
Your poem is a deep and beautiful expression of true love. Your words touch my heart.
I feel your pain. I have a cat right now who is sick and I can't afford to get him to the vet. I love both dogs and cats. They give unconditional love. I'm sorry for you loss. Wonderful sad poem. ⚡💙⚡
It’s so sad when pets pass. They are family. Great work!