When Farewell Must Be Said

*For anyone who had a companion dog that grew old and tired*

I am gazing out across an empty land,
there is not a thing that interests me.
There is no happiness, in any tear I weep,
for it’s so hard to set your best friend free.

Simply there’s no choice in the time of life,
for nothing born can claim eternity,
so comes a time the head must rule the heart,
but it’s so hard to set your best friend free.

Comfort is to reminisce about the past, 
and not dwell on what is a personal cost. 
I should be celebrating for the love we had;
not mourning about what I have lost.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Crabtree Avatar
October 23, 2020 at 3:28 PM
I can relate to your poem, Lindsay. Mine was a cat for twelve years. I occasionally think of her. Great write saved to my favorites to read again :)
Laurie Avatar
October 26, 2020 at 3:08 PM
Hello Angela ... thanks for commenting Angela. I guess we don't realize at times just how important a pet is in our lives until we lose them - Lindsay
Canerdy Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 6:31 AM
This is such a beautiful, moving poem, Lindsay. I remember when our "Mama Cat" died at age 13. We mourned. Janice
Laurie Avatar
October 18, 2020 at 3:53 PM
Hello Janice ... I'd like to believe this verse is for all the folk who have received unconditional love for many years must try and cope with the loss - thank you Janice - Lindsay
Dietrich Avatar
October 16, 2020 at 8:17 PM
this really tugs at the heartstrings, and makes me pretty sure you have known this parricular sad reality.
Laurie Avatar
October 18, 2020 at 3:50 PM
Hello Andrea ... yes, this is one of those factual poems you asked about. After sixteen years, the heart is very fragile when the time comes - thanks Andrea - Lindsay
Ball Avatar
October 15, 2020 at 4:30 PM
I do so agree my friend. I have lost many good friends in the past and it always hurts so much. My most recent was my little Chihuahua who was more like a baby to me than a dog. A fine write. So sorry for your loss. God Bless, JB
Laurie Avatar
October 18, 2020 at 3:56 PM
Hello Judy ... thank you Judy. They do become a part of our family and a close member indeed, so to lose them takes a long time to get over - thank you Judy - Lindsay
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October 12, 2020 at 8:58 PM
Lindsay, Your serious side is just as magnificently crafted as your funny side. The last two lines would deserve to be engraved in granite were the "I's" changed to "we's." Hugs, Paul
Laurie Avatar
October 14, 2020 at 4:50 PM
Hello Paul ... your comments are always encouraging and I sincerely thank you that - stay safe Paul - Lindsay
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October 11, 2020 at 5:54 PM
I had to put my dog to sleep a few years ago, so I know totally how it feels to say good bye, its a process and it takes time. Thank you for sharing such a heart felt poem dear Laurie. Be well.
Laurie Avatar
October 14, 2020 at 4:47 PM
Hello Pixie ... thank you for sending a comment. Dogs and Cats in these times are regarded as family members and so become much loved. To lose them is truly heartbreaking even with warm memories - thank you Pixie - Lindsay
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October 3, 2020 at 3:09 AM
Breaks my heart every time when I lose a pet, lost one of my dogs 3 yrs ago and a cat 2 yrs ago (she was young) still upsets to this day if I think on it too much. You are spot on in your last stanza. A fav for me, Emilia
Laurie Avatar
October 7, 2020 at 3:42 PM
Hello Emilia ... in these times, it's not like losing a pet but one of the family. Like you, I have mourned over losing my companion for quite some time - thank you Emilia - Lindsay
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September 26, 2020 at 11:18 AM
It is very hard to set someone you love, trust and respect free, I know it must be so, and that this is the circle of life, but just the thought you will never see that person, unless in your mind's eye only, is SO hard. I love your poem and have faved it so that I can read it often, and maybe come to realize your last two lines. Hugs and blessings Lindsay, Jennifer.
Laurie Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 6:00 PM
Hello Jennifer ... this poem hopefully can make us realize that sharing a positive lifestyle with others is so important because it becomes too late if there is a tragedy - thank you once again Jennifer - Lindsay
Wolf Avatar
September 22, 2020 at 6:51 PM
Only natural to mourn for what's lost. I think that it's blinking unnatural to celebrate when you've had a loss. I guess I go against the grain these days. But the loss has to be acknowledged, don't you think?! :) gw
Laurie Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 5:55 PM
G'day Gershon ... yes, I'd find it very difficult to celebrate a loss that lasts for ever. I sit and ponder over fond memories to try and ease the pain - thank you Gershon - Lindsay
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September 20, 2020 at 11:43 AM
All one can do is, "fare thee well in your new life" since the past has gone forever! Aloha! Rico
Laurie Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 5:52 PM
G'day Rico ... correct Rico. As is stated here 'you only get one kick of the footy', so we must bid our pal good luck in eternity - thanks Rico - Lindsay
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September 20, 2020 at 12:12 AM
A road many of us have travelled Lindsay, but your last stanza sums it up well, celebrate what you had not what you lost. Tom
Laurie Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 5:47 PM
G'day Tom ... enjoy every moment that you spend with your companion because there will become a day when they won't be there - thanks Tom - Lindsay
Turner Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 8:50 PM
I dread the day, Lindsay. My heart goes out to you. It is a beautiful poem. So sad.
Laurie Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 5:44 PM
Hello Daniel ... after sixteen years, to have our mate put down was very painful indeed. Thanks for commenting Daniel - Lindsay
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