Marwee Poem by Elizabeth Russell
Marwee
My little dog
Who has spent her whole life loving us
Is dying
Her heart which has loved so freely
For so long
Is weakening
At least I know she is
Not dying
From a broken heart
No little ‘Chinowna’
Has ever been loved more
She is dying from a life
Well lived
Very few smells have gone by unsniffed
No beaches and parks remain
Unexplored
She has slept with her humans almost
Every night since she was born
Her short brown coat
Shedding short brown hairs
In our bed
Her size belied
The immeasurable gift of unconditional love
She gave to her family
She never cared
What we looked like
Or what our jobs were
Or how much money we had in the bank
We always had ‘abundance’
When she was with us
But none of that mattered
To her
She just – loved
Elizabeth, I would very much like to chat with you but have no way of doing so without you contacting me first. Please send me an email so I can do so. Thanks Gypsy
Elizabeth, I don't know how someone could give this a 'two'. I thought this was another beautiful heart felt poem. I have two maltese dogs and they are a part of our family as much as any of us. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to one of them. I gave this a well deserved 10. Thank you Gypsy
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5/4/2024 5:06:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't have pets myself, but I have a dear friend who has her little 'Will, ' and he is all the world to her. No one will ever know what they can mean to us, but that love is just as pure as can be, because, as you so clearly write, they don't expect anything back from us, or care who or what we are. Well Said! !