New Pip Poem

[Piparskeggr]

I wrote this earlier this afternoon to try and put into words why we take our furry friends into our lives.

A Rescuer's Heart
30 September 2015 SP Robinson

No heart, I think, can truly break
Which opens up and takes love in
For good, or ill, this fire burns
And melts away, our weakest bits

As rescuers and caretakers
We know the lives we oversee
Are not as long as one we have
This matters not, in deciding

These furry bits of spirit pure
Who seize our hearts, making us theirs
Show us real things, which matter most
In living each and ev'ry day

Safe place to sleep, full bowl of food
Fresh water clear, and toys to chase
The simple things, which are complete
Within themselves, for happiness

And as years pass, we watch them grow
We watch them play, and eat and sleep
And what we gain, tis hard to say
But emptiness is felt, without

The day will come, to all of them
As it does for, ourselves, in truth
When loving them brings hardest deed
When pain will end in Last Good Sleep

Grief will come then, be very deep
And memories, will start the flow
Of tears and words, about their lives
But smiles, too, for love they gave

And comes the day, when new eyes look
Into our own and catch our heart
We reach and touch, and they reach back
The cycle turns and starts again

[Piparskeggr]

The photo is of me as Stafngrimr Ullarsson Piparskeggr, the 8th century Norse Skald I portray.

[slaytheday]

P.S.  I like the photo too.

[slaytheday]

Hey Pip.

  I got a lump in my throat from your so true poem.

  Well done, my friend, and thanks so much for sharing.

Blessings,

  Melinda

[AppleBr]

I'm almost crying ...
I never wrote poems for Lolo - just new lyrics for a few Irish folk songs :-)

[Jade59]

Beautiful, Pip, I love it.