My Brown Furry Friend
I whisked him home on a cold moonlit night
Swift as a horse drawn chariot
Filled with emotional delight
We flew down the highway
like a comet through the sky
Hoping he would like where his brown furry body
where eventually lie
The days, the months, and the years passed by
Most with happiness and some with a cry
He had a second home to my dismay
It was the route 516 Animal hospital
Where he likes to go and sometimes stay
He liked the doctors and the staff especially Rene
Who said “How’s our boy” and then a laugh
He enriched my solitude life like no other friend
but in the back of my cob webbed mind I know this will eventually end
As fate would have it, in the month of May
We had to take my brown furry friend to his final lay
As he slipped into the abyss late that night
He went without a struggle, he went without a fight
Now that this wonderful experience has come full circle and to an end
It’s so hard to picture my life without my brown furry friend
This poem is dedicated to a great companion and the talented and caring staff at the Route 516 Animal Hospital who just enhanced this wonderful life experience.
Thank you.
Tim O’Malley
