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I have not Let Him Go
by James ZealyHe died in my arms
I have not let him go
He is in my minds eye
running wild and free
Chasing a sable wild child
From fence to fence
White as snow, tail flattened
Smiling face as he lopes
With a thoroughbred’s stride
He lived to run
Even on three legs
He lived to run
damaged discs dragging legs behind
Fearless and proud
Empathetic intelligent
He was my wife’s protector
And life Saving companion
He was special and different
No one can explain why
I miss him every day
Running with joy
Black eyes wide
04/13/2020 Author's Note: My white Pekingese died in October, I have not let him go
Posted on 04/13/2020
Copyright © 2025 James Zealy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Linda Fuller on 04/13/20 at 09:57 PM A beautiful tribute, James. We never entirely let our beloved animals go. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/15/20 at 02:50 AM You have brought him to life in this piece and I can clearly see him running through life, feel our love for him. Very moving. |
| Posted by Rob Littler on 04/23/20 at 09:34 AM Love is not qualifiable
So loss is profoundly universal
And universally profound
Because animals are people too. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 12/15/20 at 09:36 PM Very painful to lose a pet- very few people understand. Thanks for sharing |
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