Rex: noun, meaning reigning king.
Rex: my dog, he died today and I will miss him.
For Rex,
‘I never wanted anything except to love and play
Even though you look different now that will always stay the same
With four legs I followed you from the yard when we’d adventure
I’d chase ducks and lady dogs to your shouts of conjecture
Now I see you seldom but that doesn’t matter to me
I’ll welcome you home with bark and snuff to my piss marked territory
And as my body grows weary and I get slower on my paws
I’ll still follow you forever, always playfully and loyally yours.’
I know this is how Rex felt about the rest of our family, which included Mum, Dad, Aaron Abbey and Joel. Our family adopted Rex and his sister Jenny 12 years ago and they were our first pets. Rex will always hold a special place in our hearts and will be missed.
November 5, 2011 at 6:57 pm |
Dear Dan,
I’m so sorry to hear about Rex. We have a labrador who is getting older and deafer and slower and greyer before our eyes…..but she is still 30cm away from the kids ‘supervising’ them when they are outside.
Love your poem.
November 5, 2011 at 10:10 pm |
I know this sadness. xx