rpadminOne last look before you go
My tears have dried on my cheeks
My fingers flutter with longing
To stroke your head just once more
But all I see before me is a tray of bones
All I have left of you
I choke back that lump in my throat
And gently stroke your bright white bones
And slowly, slowly I start to pick them through
The pieces of your skull I try to join back together
Remembering the secret smile you always gave me with every pat
Your jawbones with some teeth still intact
That you clamped shut everytime I tried to brush your teeth
Femur, tibia I put them in a pile
Your little legs that ran so fast when I called your name
Metacarpals and phalanges
How many times you gave me your paw
And then your spider like vertebrae
The knobby bits I felt when I stroked your back
I search but sadly I cannot find your tail
Instead I pick up these delicate curved bones
Your ribs that i obsessively felt to make sure you weren’t too fat
And now as I place you in your urn
I know I have done my last duty by you
My vigil done
My sorrow complete