To my first pet of my childhood
Your were my bedside companion
during my recovery from measles
next thing you knew
We moved to the college town
on the train you cried
refusing food and water
for two days straight
You went off quite often
Not sure you tried to escape from the strange
or to explore and find the familiar in the woods
You left me behind
when it was only time I left after we had moved
You must not want to see me crying
As my Mom put it
Near our old home where my parent no longer lives in
You will be always close to sea
listening from the other side
Right where I like to stay after
with you
