April Prompt #26

April Prompts #26

Mary’s # 2: Eulogy for an imaginary pet




She loved everyone she met,

and me the most of all.


When I sat writing,

she perched on my shoulder.


When I stood singing,

she hummed in harmony.


In the forest or along the shore

she danced around my feet.


The light made rainbows

on her back; rain


ran golden above her head.

Her purple eyes were wise.


Never have I touched fur so soft,

or heard a song so sweet.


Now her shadow must follow me,

her music must lead me on.

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