Buttons, One month later...................

Buttons, one month later.............
It has been a whole month today Since my friend went away. Twenty Eight days have come and gone Some days I thought I could not go on. Twenty eight days.....oh so empty days. I miss you in so many ways Every moment of every day. You were there in your special way: Mornings, noon  and every night Betwix between  I was in your sight. In the gardens among my flowers helping me throughout the hours. I miss you most when I am cooking You always sat there patiently looking. For a handout or a spill I wish that you were watching still. You loved your food up to the end and I loved to indulge my very best friend. I loved you snuggled up with me If only when we watched TV. Then at night when we went to bed Always there beside my head. Middle of night you'd want a drink. I'll take ice with that I think. Spoilt rotten I do know that. I didn't care if you were a brat. You'd love to go out for a ride Window seat on either side. Nodding off upon my arm As we went early to the barn. Loved to frolic in the hay What a way to begin the day. Then home to nap for most of the day Always beside me in your special way. How can I not miss you so my little poo? You were a part of all I do. Bright button eyes and button nose. Living up to your name Heaven knows. You drank your water from a glass, no bowl. You were the princess playing the role. So many ills for so tender a pup Happy and cute your never gave up. Bore it all with love and grace How can I not miss your  face. That grubby smile and doggy kiss I miss nothing quite as much as this. Warm pink tummy when you would wake and morning breath that could make our eyes water.....yet I would not trade it at all if that smell would never fade How can I go on my lovely one without you beside me when the day is done. A whole month now has gone.....and next a year Time will pass and you not so clear. Your memory will fade until such day as you become as others I loved the same way. Life and death neither are fair. But still I was ever so glad to share Those special times that we once had Its just that I can not be anything but sad. Now that you are gone and I am here Without you beside me always near Gone......but always in my heart until the day that I depart Then you  had better be waiting there to welcome me.
March 1 2005 ©Janice Schaub
When Buttons died, it was the hardest thing I had ever encountered to that point. I went into a depression and could not pull out of it. I have never cried like I did for her. She was so special. Maybe because from the very start she had ailments that needed my attention. It brought us close. I never want to experience that grief again. Dr Burke came to the house the day you had to go. I am not sure it was easier for you, but at least you didn't have to go to the office. Your were here in my arms and in your own home.