T-Bone, my buddy

Laying By The Feet Of God

by Ginny Kay Pospisil February 17, 2012

Sitting outside looking at the sky.

Brilliant hues of blue and orange

split the horizon separating night from day.

A calmness falls like a favorite blanket,

draping my emotions of the day.

There is a choir of crickets chirping in the distance,

lulling God's creatures to sleep.

I see a star so near, yet far and think of you.

I wish upon that star tonight that you, my friend are laying by the feet of God.

The last of daylight turns to night and my heart feels heavy once again. As I climb the stairs to fall in bed, I'll hear the absence of your breath once more.

No heartbeat felt in the palm of my hand, where I used to hold you as you slept.

I see a star so near, yet far and think of you.

I wish upon that star tonight that you, my friend are laying by the feet of God.

As I close my eyes I hope to dream of you,my young sweet pup, playing in the garden of my mind.

Chasing the tennis ball that I once

threw as you tiredlessly brought it back to my side.

I see a star so near, yet far and think of you.