Silent
not so much as a whisper
passing your lips
You simply stood
watching me
from the shadowed hall
You held my dog
my best friend
of seventeen years
She hated anyone
who came near me
as they took me from her
But she seemed to know you
to love you
to be content in your arms
Your shadow glowed
a beacon bringing light
into a darkened room
The Gypsy opened the door
and brought you here
my heart is raw at the thought
My eyes are blurry
tear filled visions
are guiding me down this path
Is this supposed
to be an ending
a place to say goodbye?
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