DawningDaytripper

Apr 30, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Thoughts of tommorrow

How do you say goodbye to an old friend

who has been committed threw thick and thin

I have known him from the very first day

When I brought him home it was forever

As I was lost blowing in the wind

he was there

Eyes of brown with his sweet sugar stare

He has been there since before my husband

He was before the time of me being a mom

I see him tremble in such pain

cataracts cloud his once sharp vision

His teeth have gone on ahead of him

As he descends in to a existence of confusion

I tell his many friends that the time is close

But I am the one that can’t face the truth

I Put off what is inevitable

Because I can not say goodbye to my friend

I know that waiting causes him pain

Know that it most likely is greater than mine

I tell myself that for him I can do what I must

But he is still here where I can be with him

No poem will make this easier

No prayers will make this decision

Some days he has a spark of what used to be

And I think-

who am I to decide that is no longer worth the fight

I hope that I will wake up and know what to do

But today was not that day

And thoughts of tomorrow break me

— DawningDaytripper, Apr 30, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Robe valley, WA, USA

Favorite Poets: All of them, for differant reasons. Neopoet poets have influenced me the most over the last 2 plus years. Great teachers. Edgar Allen Poe, Dickens, way to many to list...

Critiques

xena465

16 years 1 month ago

Gee!

Brought tears to my eyes Julie. So many of us go through this pain. I can relate to this very much...I'm so very sad for you...be strong. Rosina xena465

DawningDaytripper

16 years 1 month ago

Thanks Rosina, I know that he is a dog. Not that he thinks so.... But this is harder than I would have ever thought. I am sad right now because he currently is barely walking. And can only fall down stairs. And he damaged his eye again, although it appears the infection has passed. His vision is getting so bad. He is starting to bite. Infact he ripped my husbands lip in half. Had to sew it back together(eewweee) and I am lucky my husband didn't kill him on the spot. But it is like the elderly when they nolonger know any better. I feel bad from my hubby, he took the stiches out today. But he knows how hard this is for me. I am lucky all around. Anyways just rambling. Thank you for your kind words and understanding. I know this poem is not the most poetic of peices, but I needed to write it. Thanks for commenting and understanding Rosina, you are great Julie D.D.

xena465

16 years 1 month ago

Awe Julie!

I'm with you all the way. I didn't know who you were referring too, but I knew you were in torture. The fact that it's your dog makes it all the sadder for me. Have you read my poem `Spirit in the Water`? It's about my cat that I had to put to sleep in 1997 aged 16 years. She was ill and suffering and it was the hardest thing I had to do. I know its difficult Julie, but if he is in great pain, you should help him. His aggression is not him; it's his frustration at the inevitable. PM me if you like if you want to talk some more. Read my poem. It may help or may not, but we have to face what can't be changed. Just remember the good times with him. Cuddles was my life. She was the most beautiful cat ever. I've had to make the same choice with more of my pets since, but with Cuddles it was the ultimate sacrifice to save her from more pain, even though it caused me that much pain, I couldn't deal with it afterwards. But I still made the right choice for her. Love Rosina xxx Rosina xena465

Nordic cloud

16 years 1 month ago

This line I absolutely adore DD

Ann of Norway "His teeth have gone on ahead of him" Aw Julie, this line I absolutely adore. I like the whole idea and the parts but I think it needs some work, I shall see what I mean in time and will be back, Love to you dear Julie from Ann P.S.Did he throw things? "committed threw thick and thin"

DawningDaytripper

16 years 1 month ago

Thannks Ann, and no he did

Thannks Ann, and no he did not throw things, but he did fetch tennis balls. He would now if I asked, its just not pretty anymore. LOL I will fix it up soon. Thanks again my Queen. Julie D.D.

hobo

16 years 1 month ago

from the heart

This poem comes streight from the heart. Our pets they become family to us. nicely written of a terriable decision

DawningDaytripper

16 years 1 month ago

Thanks Hobo, it was from the

Thanks Hobo, it was from the heart. I didn't know at the moment I started what to do, but just writing made it better. I stil am unsure, but thanks to some good advice. I am not near as sad. Today. Julie D.D.