I can see her body lying there
I can see her breath move up and down
Now between life and afterlife
Her mind is slowing down
She greets the ones who’ve gone before
She smiles and wags her tail
My hand it brings her back
She knows it’s stroke she’ll feel just this once more
With silent eyes open wide her heart it beats
No more. ~ Patrice
Rest in peace dear, sweet Ursa, my little pumpkin
Ursa De L’Etang D’illhaeusern ~ August 25, 2003 ~ October 17, 2014
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014