Saturday, December 6, 2008

bonus post, tribute# 18 (double length) - Trigger

I snuck out to commune with him;
heart claimed him in secret.
a Shetland like Penny but dun.

A truck came to load him, I bawled.
Father, distraught,

If I had have known
he meant something to you I wouldn't have sold him.

He'd be in safe hands, we let him go.

At pasture that summer,
Trigger was bit by a rabid fox, was put down.

Death added to my too silent soul.
More grief weight added to dad's own.

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