Consumed with many distractions, I wanted to pause and share a poem i wrote when flooded with emotion about having to put my cat Frankie to sleep. Since I started blogging I have found a wonderful coping mechanism, a catharsis in writing. In particular when dealing with loss. (losing someone twice) Be it a person, a pet or an ability- words have more power than I knew when I began this blog-journey.
So without further adieu, my emotions in words, this week.
Waking, a half conscious journey to morning rituals
Shadows that mark places to avoid are in memory only
The loud greeting while the house sleeps need not be hushed
Greenest eyes pleading for who knows what are closed
An unexpected hole opens wide
For the first time
There is no one sleeping on our floor