My daughter and her "Prince"
Farewell Golden Boy,
whose emerald eyes blinked sonnets,
whose throat purred poetic odes,
whose tail rhythmically rose and fell
upon the down, comforted with medicinal licks,
whose paws kneaded my chest,
whose nose kissed mine.
He was our prince, our peacemaker,
our little lion whose regal path
through dogs large and small
was punctuated with an exclamation mark;
tail, proud and tall, left no doubt
my daughter's bed was his.
by Margaret Bednar, July 28, 2020
Above is a photo of our sunset memorial on Ocracoke Island to our Westley.
down = down comforter (he liked a soft, fluffy comforter :)
We have lost a great soul to the "other side". Our dear cat, Westley. He is another animal who helped me raise my children, comforted and loved them. He was one reason my daughter made sure to come home and visit from college! My heart is heavy, but only because we were gifted with so much love. Tears of thankfulness, not sorrow.
Until we meet again, Dearest Westley.
This is linked with Sky Love Poetry's "Skylover Wordlist" ( I used three words: Golden, Farewell, Medicine) which can be found on Instagram and "Poets & Storytellers United - Weekly Scribblings #30" (I used three words Poetry, Punctuation, Rhythm)
I've been absent for quite a while - busy with family and just got back from vacation to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. I hope to be back in the writing grove now and I have missed all my fellow poets! I look forward to visiting and commenting.