On the Loss of Wordless Love
[caption id="attachment_9085" align="aligncenter" width="422"] Queen Lizzy KramerLee
May 1, 2001-May 14, 2015[/caption]
A dog-shaped hole fills my heart
as silence fills the house.
She is not here to follow my every move
in the hopes I will succumb
to the begging mind-control eyes
that say "Love me, give me a treat!"
She will no longer
push away anything that separates her
from her goal
of becoming my 60 lb. lap dog.
In her first weeks with us
long before Sarah was born
she pinned me down in a
papasan, unwilling to take a chance
that she might lose her new family.
The beginning of love.
She chose us.
We were blessed.