FOR BUNNY, Our Airedale

You were born for the river, boy,

and the spell of the rushing current’s call.

You were all our splashing days of summer sun

(but Winter rest and contentment, too.)

By our rule your long life’s end

came all too soon.

We buried you on the bank

by the river’s constant roll,

and through summer days

and long winter nights

the lonely bark of brother dog

echoed across the deep water,

and the ghost of your memory

nudged into our rooms

So that we each, alone, wept quietly.

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