Forever, I Promise
Written & Contributed
By
Sarah Dyck
A wilted rose lies upon
the ground,
With blurry eyes I stare at the rose and frown.
It hurts to see the rose neglected so, and dead.
And as I sit here and stare,
My mind starts to wander through the memories
I've come to dread.
They are simple things,
things that used to make me smile.
But now that you're gone it hurts,
For it has been too long a while.
A sob escapes my chest, and once again I feel
the pressing loneliness.
For you were my best
friend,
My mentor,
You were the other half of my soul.
And now here you lie beneath the snow and frozen earth,
alone, still, and cold.
Oh how I yearn to touch you,
to bury my face into your shoulder and cry.
Oh how I long to hug you and whisper quiet thoughts
into your eager ears.
But I can't, and that fact always brings me to tears.
Your youth was gone
and your health so poor.
Your body aged with tired limbs so sore.
A final gift had I to share,
A quiet death with love and care.
And now here I am, sitting
upon your grave.
Staring at the rose;
Crying over the battle that we just couldn't beat,
Time.
And I guess it finally dawned on me the minute
your eyes did close.
My brave, brave horse. My quiet friend.
"In memory of Mac
1981-2008"