Thursday 15 December 2011

The last goodbye.

In a dark corner
She sits and weeps
She just stares at her feet
Doesn’t talk
Doesn’t sleep
Her tears wet her face
They run down her cheek
That’s all she’s done
Since last week.

She shuts her eyes tight
When she thinks of his face
His comforting embrace
Those bright, lively eyes
That winning smile
How charming he had been
When she was seventeen.

He had promised to be loyal
He was faithful all along
She still wonders where she went wrong
Was it the new biscuits?
Or was his leash too tight?
Or did his flea- rash get worse?
Or was he cold all night?

Her fingers dig into her flesh
She tries to hide
Her pain but its useless
 to deny
Wilbur had left
Said his final goodbye
She’d have to accept
Her favourite puppy had died.

2 comments:

  1. OMG ilsa!! U are sooo bad=P
    -Maria Imran.

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  2. Ugh. The ending should have been sensible :/

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