Cherished memories.

Soft and beautiful to the touch

Yes, touch has a memory

You were once a babe in arms

Too soon you stepped off this stage.

Too young they said

Who were they to pass remark?

I’m the one left grieving

You bore your illness with dignity

You fooled many

I played along, could not deny you?

We had our quarrels you and I

Yet you never held a grudge

As you lay at my feet each night.

I watched you grow from playful pup

A tail wag always told its own story.

(c) Chris Black 2017.


4 thoughts on “Cherished memories.

    1. Thanks Fransi, there is no easy way of saying this – it started out as a Haiku on a totally different theme and ended up a work of fiction. Sorry if this disappoints. The mind works in mysterious ways, well mine does anyway as you can tell.

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