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Dear Jed

November 30, 2014
By Anonymous

Jed.
Memories.
Romping under the beautiful, blue panorama.
Teacher,
comfort,
playmate,
happiness,
reminder,
listener,
companion,
leader,
inspiration,
puppy.
Memories of the day he died flood my vision.
He was suffering.
I thought I could rely on him as I had done
Countless times before.
To push through, but I'm glad he could let go.
Memories.
As the ashes blew into the deep, green lake,
They
Dissipated like ink.
I knew this is where he was meant to
Be.
Jed.
Pushing my hand through his thick, crimson fur for the last time. Giving him a goodbye treat that smelled of happy times.
He was
Happy.
My vision blurred.
As the sun glinted off the lake,
and the trees cried their frozen tears,
he whimpered,
and that’s when we knew.
The cool air burrowed through my skin.
Depression filled my coursing veins.
The pain pasted on my facade.
Jed.
I wish
People
Could be more like him.
He loved me no matter what.
He didn't care if I won that competition, all he cared about was being
There for me.
He understood.
I never thought about being
Bereaved.
The Salty Absence
weighed on me
The tears formed a river.
Gone forever? No.
He'll always stay here on earth in my
Heart.
Family.
My happiness is diminishing, but
They are the ones who keep my heart beating.


The author's comments:

I hope people will feel emotional and understand the importance of man's best friend. Special thanks to Ben Michelman


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