Dedicated to Phoenix and in hopes of helping heal the broken hearts of the Zillmer Family...
Sometimes in life we find a soul So broken it knows not where to go; Shut down, afraid, and cold inside An emptiness where the spark has died. The changes brought about that day When unknowingly you came to stay. Meant to be just a stop along your road, We welcomed you to our abode. Too scared to take your Freedom Ride; That broke my heart, I must confide. But ever gently we led the way, To show you Life wasn’t meant this way. It wasn’t long before the thunder Opened your mind to all Life’s wonder. Frolicking fast as Dobermans should; Exploring and racing as fast as you could. You charmed everyone into being your friend. Whatever the ache, your kisses could mend. For the lazy days spent sprawled on your back, Finally realizing just all that had lacked. We adopted you long before the papers were signed. Your butt propped on our couch; your role now defined. Always “helping” with projects; all toys you must hoard. Because, really, a Doberman should never be bored. With ears flying free, the horses you raced. More fun in the water; the wilderness you faced. Nose whistles and whines, always center of attention. You became to us all, Love’s definition. Now realizing value in those dear memories. Sweet glimpses in time, those moments we freeze. As your heart slowly faltered, your body grew weak, The tears in our eyes; even now hard to speak. The most final of gifts we’re allowed in this life - Broken down now to ashes; it’s your turn to rise.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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