silence listen to

 

So.

 

This was the morning.

 

The first morning in 15 years I woke up without my best buddy.

 

While these recent days, as he got older and older, the mornings were typically quiet instead of the earlier hustle and hyperness associated with border collieness there is still a silence that is somewhat overwhelming. There is an emptiness where the space was so full.

 

“and then there was one”

 

we stand

by the edge of the field

where tigger and ginger used to play

but today

there is silence.

and it seems

all the stars are without wishes

for they fall without a sound.

and it seems

the leaves are so still

and fall without a sound

for they desire to drop

without disturbing

the memory of what was.

we stand

by the edge of the field

and see

the emptiness

where once they were there

but now

there is silence.

and where they played

the grass stands alone.

i stand

and then there was

just one.

Ginger and Tigger

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Written by Bruce