An Ode to a Golden

Unfortunately, when we left California, we could not take our dogs with us.  Shadow, our German Shepherd, went to live with my grown son, but my Golden Retriever, Pup-pup, went to a rescue, and I'm sure he is in a good home.  But he was truly one of the loves of my life, and he is with me in spirit daily. 



An Ode to a Golden

Pup-Pup

Golden creature,
an Adonis as canine,
with Apollo's sun
in your shining coat;
you are joy incarnate,
bouncing around
the yard
after a ball,
your kaleidoscope
of many colors.
A simple soul,
wanting to love
and be loved,
to live,
and share life,
no agenda,
no awareness of time,
just pleasures;
a tall, cool grass
basked in summer shade
to rub against,
or a rough edge anywhere,
to have a good scratch.

the simplicity
of your regal beauty
reins in my memory;
You are still
the golden king of hearts,.
especially mine.

Mishayla and Pup-pup, circa 2007