Jerene’s moved, to a house,
A nice area, that Jeremy bought for her.
“I must’ve done something right.”
She sold our house. Has gotten a dog.
We always had 2-5 as the boys
And Erin grew up. Lola, the last
And our favorite, a St. Bernard, died
Five years ago. So, Jerene’s gotten
A dog, a four-month old
St. Bernard–Violet. Puppies are
Rebirths of a sort. Jerene and Violet
Walk mornings, puppy-park
Afternoons. I told Jerene, moments
Ago, you have another baby
To raise. “That’s right, ” she said.
Life is both hopeless, and beautiful.
My heart is heavy, light. Both.
© slovitt 2023
Daff: glad to hear from you. yes, our dogs in many ways as precious as the people in our lives. thanks, Swep
Life is both hopeless, and beautiful. Ain’t that the truth. My children were brought up with every animal under the sun. I tried to give them the life I longed for as a child. My estranged daughter recently told me (before the portcullis went down yet again) …that I had been responsible for my grandchildren being animal lovers before they could even talk. Still they were taken from me. Life is often painful in the measure to how much we have loved. Your poetry is so full of meaning and emotion skillfully almost concealed behind matter of fact words. Alison… Read more »
yes, hopeless. and beautiful. you have a good heart and that’s more than half the battle. Alison, oh Alison, thanks. Swep