My ShadowYou came to me in the twilight years of lifeNoble and strong of heart with arctic eyes and a snow kissed face Your body growing weak Your spirit strong A quiet jester, lovingly coy, steadfast friend, a Corgi to the core You were my shadow, my constant companion Like corgwn of old, you herded me Nipping at my heels until the bowls were filled and dispensed to your liking The thump, thump of your tail a sure sign of joy Now the bowl is empty The thump a fond memory You are my shadow, my constant companion on silent paws. Rest well and run free, sweet girl. by Kathy Immer on the death of her rescue Cardigan Timber at the age of 13 1/2 years 26.01.2012 |