Poem 10, The Night The Stranger Came. Poem by vince III tamani

Poem 10, The Night the Stranger Came.
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There was an air about the house that just was not routinely the same
it was early evening Just beginning to rain,
The night the stranger came.
I knew something was being arranged, for I heard
in the background the mention of my name.
Curled in front of the fireplace where my body stays warm,
After thirteen years I am a little bit worn.
I am feeling peaceful, Yet a little strange,
For I know this stranger will be taking away my pain.
A comforting hand, I could hear them weep,
as I lay here quietly going to sleep.
Thoughts rushed by me of runs on the beach,
or laying in the sunshine soaking up the heat.
A winter walk in the woods, Snow under my feet,
These memories I will always keep.
But I am leaving you now,
I am almost sound asleep,
On my way up to dog heaven retreat.
The pain in my body no longer remains,
Thanks to the night the stranger came.