Lizzy sat on the porch steps
wearing a flannel shirt and jeans
concealing skin clinging to bone...
by her side her faithful dog leans
Brown and graying her companion
begs to be pet… that was his desire
For the moment Lizzy almost forgot
that her physical well-being was dire
All the years of hard work and toil
gave way to a future that was to be short
In a comforting moment there was only
shared love with nothing more to report
1/30/2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem