This is for Hobbes...my beautiful miniature schnauzer.
I awoke knowing you were leaving.
For years I’d felt you next to me as we slept,
your body filling the contours of my body
your warmth encouraging my own.
I awoke knowing it would never be the same again.
For a moment I hoped it was a dream.
There might be others,
but none other.
I awoke knowing I would have to watch you go.
To avert my eyes would rob me of your worth.
I had to know the pain of losing you…
To mark the moment when you were last here.
I awoke knowing that while a gift my greatest gift was loving you.
I awoke aware that you’d left me with all you could give me,
and resigned myself to the smile you left on my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You wear it well Cosi, and Hobbes remains beautiful forever. Rgds, Ivan