My ShadowYou came to me in the twilight years of life
Noble 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