It’s time for spring cleaning,
but if I wash your nose prints
off this glass
then the last trace
of you will be erased
and you will truly be
gone.
It’s time for spring cleaning,
but if I wash your nose prints
off this glass
then the last trace
of you will be erased
and you will truly be
gone.
That is so poignant…and so true. Been there exactly.
😦
Wow. Very moving.
Thank you, Matt.
Oh. This is sweet sadness. ❤ Still, I find so much healing in writing. But with you, as with me, Miss Shawn, I never know if it's your imaginative thought it a true story.
Sadly, this one is true. There are two lines of nose prints on the sliding glass doors to the back yard, but only one smudgy line now has a dog to match it.
Aw. So sorry. Its hard to lose a friend. ❤ to you.
It is, Keely. 16.5 years is a long time to hang out with someone warm and fuzzy.
That is so very sad 😦
It is.
Very.
sad…
😥
I feel for you…
Thanks. Usually it’s okay, but then I see one of his tennis balls, or swear I see him out of the corner of my eye.
>sigh<
Yes, I can remember waking up crying for a week… Every time I swear I won’t get another dog – but I always do
It’s so lonely without one if you’re used to one.
We still have OJ, but he’s 15 this summer, which is old for a standard poodle. DH wants to travel and so doesn’t want another one. I can’t bear the idea.
we were without a dog for a little while, but loving having one again…and he loves the kennels he goes to when we’re traveling
Our amazing, wonderful, awesome kennel is closing next week, as the couple that owned it have split up. I think that means that I won’t be able to go away, because my old boy has severe anxiety since his buddy is gone. He loved that kennel, and when we were away last week, she had him in the house with all her little dogs. Still he was stressed out. I can’t imagine taking him to a new place.
hate it when that happens…
Very sweet.
I miss my sweet Dusty dog.
I know how this feels. I kept paw prints from wet paws on my ironing board cover literally until they faded off. I just couldn’t bring myself to wash them away (((hugs)))
>>sniff<<
Then please don’t i would miss you more than a single man should….
Within my love too you and your family…
Oh, Chris. You make me laugh. 🙂 Thanks for that.
Is that all, just a simple laugh, not chasing your husband afterwords….
Damn….
Oh I know that feeling!! My grandson leaves his little kisses on the windowpanes when he waves his daddy goodbye in the mornings. To me they are like precious stars but now that the sun is shing I see that really they are just SMUDGES and its time for them to go x
You can always take a photo.
Since I don’t wash windows at the best of times, we’ll see how long it takes before DH decides to wash away the evidence of my old boy.
Ahhh…so hard..so sorry you are hurting… 😦
Thank you.
Sad to read this one. I kept some of Lady’s hair around, for a year after she went to the Big Dog Park.
I took a clipping of Dusty’s hair as well. I thought I might make a Xmas ornament of it or something similar. (a benefit of poodles-the wooliness provides strange opportunities.
Simple and powerful! Not wordy but visual and warm. True perspective, this is what I aim for, to use less to describe more. I must ask though, are the nose prints of a dog?
They are.
https://shawnbird.com/2015/02/12/poem-last-day/
Sad and sweet.
Aww, so sad! 😦
😦
Ah, but no one can erase the traces that your dear friend left on your heart…forever there…
That’s true, Lorien. There are pawprints on my heart!
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It’s the small remembrances of a loss that we cling to, the personal ones that no one else would notice.
Yes.
Thank you for the likes and follow. 😀 Looking forward to read your blog. 😀
I’m looking forward to reading your blog! Thanks for stopping by.
Awe Shawn! Now you got me all gwh’ee. 😦 poor little dusty dog and his nose prints. Did you clean them? If you did I will cry.
I haven’t.
But then, I don’t wash windows. We’ll see how long it takes for DH to get to the job. Or if a housekeeper gets hired.
So far, they are preserved.
Perfectly captured. I know the exact feeling. Paw prints never fade from your heart. Beautiful writing, Shawn.
Thank you, Ryan.
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