Spring is Nearing
Spring May be Nearing but
She Will be Late in Coming
She is Mourning the Death of her Favorite Patron

Nutmeg
He Loved Spring
It was his Favorite Season
The Season I had Wished for him to Die in So peacefully

Lying on the Picnic Table
Drinking in the Warm Sunshine
Surrounded by his Family
So that he could Easily Slip Away

Although he was Indeed Surrounded by the Family he Loved
He left us on a Cold Clinical Examination Table
Instead of Sad Smiles and Quiet Tears
Soothing Words and Whispered Goodbyes

Sobbing and Torment
Questions and Denial
But for Me, Especially, Betrayal
I Never wanted Him to go like That

I Wanted Us to be the Gods he Believed us to be
I Wanted Us to be the Gods he Knew us to be
But on the Day animals Most need a God
Why are We the Ones who Take their Lives Away?

We Snatch away their Souls with the tip of a Single Needle
Telling them Everything will be Better
Everything will be Alright
Lying to Them And Ourselves

That's Not what a Caring and Generous God Does
That's Not how Gods are supposed to Act
How Can We Live to become such Monstrosities?
Show Me how Killing an animal Makes Me a Better Person Inside!

His Very Life
His Entire Existence
Is Embedded Within my Memory, Within my Soul
And I will Never Forget him!

But I have to Wonder
If All Souls are Eternal
Would a Pet wait around for their Owners to Die
Before they Moved On with their Next life?

We Told him to find the Spirits of his True Sister
His Girlfriend
And his Brother
You could Tell when Nutmeg Missed his Brother

I Think about him Every week Even still
I wake from a Dream of Holding him in my Arms
Eating some Treat we used to Share
Or just Remembering when we Were Together

I Tell myself he's a Tough Cat
Nutmeg Wouldn't go where he Can't Handle himself
He was a Wonderful Friend
He was my First True Love

A Star shoots above and I send my Message
You will Always have a Warm Place to stay Inside my Heart
I Will miss you and I Will Never Forget You and I Desperately Believe that I Will See you Again and Hope to God that I Recognize you and You Me

Spring may be Nearing but she will Feel Lonely to Me