Mel Merrill Poet Elegy

To My Friend

Death is quite an evil thief 
For it took my dearest friend--
Whose eyes were fixed upon me
As he finally reached, the end.

And the look, it was a razor,
Cutting deeply to the soul--
For it said, "Why don't you help me?"
But I could not help, at all.

God, that image haunts me so,
I can see it clearly still--
And should I live a thousand years
I believe it always will!

Until we meet again my friend.
We'll play tug-of-war with your favorite squirrel.

Later Rocky--miss you--
Dad.

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Casarah Nance April 22, 2014 at 10:28 AM Oh babe, :( I had a husky that got attacked by a bear and the damage was beyond repair and i know it was the right thing to do so with the death lingers i empathize too. Hugs Mel Merrill April 22, 2014 at 7:52 PM Oh man, that was wrong--ate up. Ever seen a grown man crying, and yelling out, "Someone help me!" Not a pretty site. That day was a bitch, and yes, the memory lingers like...some simile :) Hugs, Mel

Jan Allison April 11, 2014 at 9:16 AM Oh Mel this is the saddest poem so beautifully written with incredible feeling . Big hugs Jan xxx Jan Allison April 12, 2014 at 3:59 AM I can sympathise Mel, losing a pet can be so traumatic especially a dog - they are so loyal. Look forward to reading so many more of your works. Hugs Jan xx Mel Merrill April 12, 2014 at 12:08 AM Thank you Jan. That was a bad day. Rocky died in the car on the way to the veterinary hospital--staring at me with those big brown eyes; tongue hanging. Awful. He suffered so badly, and I carry the quilt for that--for waiting. All the while I was sobbing, crying out hysterically, "God, somebody help me!" No one could. Thanks for caring Jan. Have a great weekend. Love, mel :)