A poem for "Barkley" he would have been 11 years old today
July 1, 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Sunlight streams through the window pane
unto a spot on the floor.......
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.
My feet walk down the hall
and muted echoes sound......
then I remember,
it's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it cant be yours.....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for you my sweet "Barkley"
until we meet above.

Happy Birthday my "Golden Boy" LUV MOM.