Friday, May 26, 2023

A guardian's pet passes away


Onward, Naively sketched into the dark.

Time clicks on, the schedule continues.

A guardian pet is on a voyage, the doctors can't help her. She's taking it well, preparation.

It happens, once a hiccup and a bruised leg, now old age and its cranks turn. The fight against time going for a couple more rounds.

The guardian was at peace, preparation has been done to drift those black, fluffy ears into the fading summer winds. Those walks, those memories will stick, now an esoteric, cherished idea.

Shepherding its way into the abyss. Same as the guardian's cat.