Farewell

I chose to end your life today,
My precious one my queen.
Your sight has failed, your world is grey –
How limited your scene.

The sphere in which you move grows small
As hearing's faded too.
At times you cannot raise at all –
Rear limbs seem frozen through.

I've sat beside your dozing form
You've whimpered as you slept.
Were you in pain? Or visions warm
Of puppyhood? – I wept!

Your graceful racing lines I'll see
Forever in my mind.
These years of joy and loyalty
Cannot be left behind.

No more in isolation, pain,
Will dreary days unfold;
In youthful style you will remain
Ruler of this household

Dear gentle soul, I'll miss you so;
I dread that we must part.
Within my dreams you'll romp and grow
Sweet Empress of my heart.

Emily S Getz