Shadow's Touch

Written for Stroll Down Memory Lane Contest..

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I felt his touch upon my skin;
remembering when we let him in,
hearing his bark above the din
the rain made on the old roof tin.

I heard his whimper in the night,
felt him curl up to me in fright.
Needing me to tell him "it's all right"
and hold him near til dawn's early light.

I called him Shadow--it's such a good name.
He was always up for the hide and seek game.
Even when he was naughty I could not blame
'cause he always came to me, head hung in shame.


I miss him more each passing day
and every day I can only pray
that he understood each time he heard me say
that he was mine, is mine, and shall forever stay.

How much time has passed? It's been a bunch.
Time only lost to heartache, fear and such--
I think I see him but know it's only a hunch
and I'm always remembering when I felt his touch.

------THANK YOU for having me remember this and think upon my lovely Shadow puppy....He was one of a twin and got eaten by wild dogs when I was little. Twin brothers: Turbo (for he ran around like a turbo racer constantly) and Shadow. Shadow was MINE!!