An image of poetry with the beautiful calm of floating.
Very soon I'll find that void and let everything only wash over me. I can almost feel the water now.
I say goodbye to you dear friend, 17 years of creamy yellow fur and unconditional love. You press your head in my lap as if to say, "I love you, please let me go." While you wait in the cool grass I spend the day with my lens pointed to the new life growing inside a beautiful woman. Draping fabric to accentuate the anticipation of new beginnings, every caring fold. While I hold my breath to click the shutter you are only a few feet away struggling to take your last. I send them on their way to their life of this new astonishing joy. I take you for a last ride holding you all the way. And in the final dose I don't know why I thought you would go with a whimper and a soft sigh for you screeched out a loud scream and I screamed with you in spite of myself. Dim your eyes and heart and rest. In only one more day I'll be taking fleeting moments under the cool water with the warmth of you in my heart gentle boy.