My Home
6th Nov'2017
Dearest Bhulu,
Hope you are well.
Your daily platter of rice and boiled chicken is no longer being cooked.
The diary detailing your illnesses and medicines has yellowed with time.
Your photograph put on my Tvs set-top box gathers dust.
Sometimes in my weak hours I hear the jingle of your chain.
My palm aches to feel once again your warm soft fur.
But I know these are selfish thoughts.
I miss Bhulu and will do so till my last breath.
Is there an afterlife ? I don't know.
Be happy wherever you are. Best wishes from your still-on-earth-friend
of course there is,and it`s
of course there is,and it`s sad but well written,mans best friend
ron parrish
Goodbye Bhulu
You are no longer on this plane
but you are still our beloved.
Stroking your fur told you
that we are your pack. There
will be no running like yours
when you saw me. We provided
for each other well.
allets
11-06-17
307a
Awww That was really kind n nice of you
Awww That was really kind n nice of you my friend-from-last-birth
©bishu