For Rottie, untitled

One more poem for the buddy we've lost. Thank you for reviews.

                                                For Rottie, Untitled


                             We sit quietly and mourn
                             though you're never far away
                             We close our eyes to see you
                             in our hearts and souls you'll stay.

                             How selfish it would be
                             to want you here with us
                             Because your pain exists no more
                             you're in The Hands we trust.

                             Our anger has faded some
                             but guilt we still feel
                             Not to have you with us
                             makes reality so unreal.

                             We look towards the Heavens
                             and see the bridge you've crossed
                             You're standing on the other side proud
                             showing us you're no longer lost.

                             Be at peace now precious boy
                             try not to worry, there's no need
                             Because everytime we look up to the sky
                             we'll see you've finally been freed.

                                                           10/25/2010