A Question
It took both of us
to carry her to the vet
and you held her
in your arms
while she succumbed
to the shot
as she slipped
into peacefulness.
We carried her home,
got the shovel,
marched into the woods
and I dug the hole.
We left her
wrapped in her
towel.
We couldn’t look
at each other,
we couldn’t
talk about her,
and
often when we
open the door
we expect her
to be dancing
on the back
of the couch.
With such hurt,
why did we
keep the dish?
It took both of us
to carry her to the vet
and you held her
in your arms
while she succumbed
to the shot
as she slipped
into peacefulness.
We carried her home,
got the shovel,
marched into the woods
and I dug the hole.
We left her
wrapped in her
towel.
We couldn’t look
at each other,
we couldn’t
talk about her,
and
often when we
open the door
we expect her
to be dancing
on the back
of the couch.
With such hurt,
why did we
keep the dish?