Tributes

I stood by your bed last night ...I came to have a peep.
I could see that you'd been crying, and you found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me. I haven't left you. I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here".
I was close to you at breakfast... I watched you pour your tea.
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to touch me.
I was with you at my grave today... you tend to it with such care.
I want to reassure you. That I'm not lying there.
I walked you towards the house as you fumbled for the key.
I gently put my paw on you...I smiled and said, "it's me".
You looked so tired as you sank into your chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was sitting there.
It's wonderful for me to be so near you everyday,
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away".
You sat there quietly, then smiled... I think you knew
That in the stillness of the evening I was very close to you.
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to meet you and we'll stand there side by side.
I have so many things to show you ! There's so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out, then come home to be with me.

By: Colleen Fitzsimmons © In memory of Shadow