Maggie
maggie a small red sheparerd
was his shadow in life
he lead she followed.
her sweet brown eyes
watched every move he made
always by his side.
maggie thought she was a cat
she sat on our laps
and slept on our bed.
each night he returned from work
she lay down at his feet
waiting for a good rub.
winter found her
before the fireplace
her deep brown eyes unknowable.
maggie loved snow
romping through drifts
with a black nose cold, eyes bright.
she lived for many years
and when it was time
he took care of it.
we never spoke of it again
he, moving a little slower
was never the same
his little shadow
guard dog, loving pet
gone forever
he too now is gone
from a the blue house we shared
I miss them both.
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