The Leaving
Where's Sam, you ask? It seems he up and left!
We walked as both thought fair, no need of leash.
And though we were a pair, he wandered free
At first, I thought, in search of squirrels
That needed chasing up a tree.
But when I called he looked, but did not come.
When called again he gave the briefest glance
Then turned his tail, proceeded on his prowl.
I followed till I thought I heard him growl!
I'll never know what made him walk away.
The promise of a deeper feeding bowl,
A house with warmer bed, or brighter lights,
And better man with whom to spend the nights?
No, wait. I must be tired, confused. No dog
Would leave a man like that. It's women do.
I buried Sam today.
He left me by the only means he knew.
R. G. Bell 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem. What a sad tale, yes a dog is dependable women maybe less so but if you met the right one ah then.......... I am really a dog lover but living in a small space I can only have a cat by whom I have been adopted or is that allowed to live here.