by Jerrie Lynn South-DeRose

Created on: March 11, 2009

MISSING RUSTY (a black, brown, and white, purebred King Charles Spaniel)

You were not even mine - I inherited you when Ashley moved to Albuquerque

But within the month your big eyes, long ears, wavy hair, big feet,

And that cowlick on your black head that looked so out of place

Got to me along with your white face.

You followed me around and plopped down wherever I was sitting or in my bed at night

Tho' you are gone forever, now, your form is always there at the corner of my vision

and I sometimes hear your nails clicking on the hard wood form but when I turn

you are not there and I can only yearn

that you were back with me.

I worry that you may have suffered when the meter reader forgot to latch the gate right

And you ran out into the street and were hit by a car passing by.

I could not even see you to say goodbye since I was having surgery at the moment life left

that silky coat and those big brown eyes and you were gone.

Even as I write these words. . .I cry

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