An Empty Space

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Stuart Staub

 

I had met him when we both were young
Easy smile
Tender company
Love that was as endless
As I thought he would be

Never one to judge
Never one to turn from affection
Never one who would say
"Oh, nothing."
Unless he meant it

I grew, as did he
I soon towered over him
But nothing else changed
Nothing lessened
Some would forget such as he

But not I

One day, he went home
Not sent by me, or anyone here
Called back to a place
By influence higher than my heart
Though I thought my heart could sustain him

I still reach for him
On days when the sun reigns
Or the rain sunders
I find nothing
Nothing but a fondness

Fondness for an empty space
An empty space that was once filled
By my first best friend
Twice as many feet as I
And life still caught him

He didn't talk much
But he said volumes
He taught entire courses
Of how one should treat another
That it is so much easier

To love and cherish, than to hate

Forever will I be indebted
To that short time
Forever will I fall back
On his simple elegance
Elegance of life, love, and friendship

And when my day comes
Perhaps
He'd still like the leash I bought
With my first money earned
And maybe he'll realize

That collies may still not fancy him
Even though he wears wings now

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I still cry over that mutt every now and then.

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Lasohnda Harris's picture

damn this bedeep

Mom's picture

Well, yeah, this one made me cry. How wonderfully you are able to take me back with your beautiful words. I am immediately taken back to a time of puppys and little boys.