Life With Horace

poetry & essays

A kiss when it’s clear

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I was convinced she would never leave
even though the truth of it
ran alongside faster
as she slowed
in the end a quiet moment
took the comfort of her large dog self
and tucked it in the sky
now her gaze is a soft kiss
when the stars are watching

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We go outside to say hello on clear nights, Horrie and I.

Author: Life With Horace

Poetry & Essays

One thought on “A kiss when it’s clear

  1. Our Sparky is turning 11.Amazingly the vet keeps him going …When they leave ,we always say “That’s the last…”

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