Looking Back on a Sad Letter
a couple and their companion
Well, did you get to South Africa you two?
I’ll make that three, because
if Anne is there, so too her Bichon Frise:
we must never refer to it
(and I can’t for the life of me
recall the name of the beast) as
simply a dog. Neither of you
took your little darling to golf
and golf was always your second priority.
We received the sad letter
saying Anne had passed
which included more than
a clipped Envoi saying
the Bichon Frise (in old age herself)
had succumbed soon after.
Oh Anne, I can see how grief
played its part; even in the doggy world.
Sorry: I meant to say in the world
of a Bichon Frise.
Then recently your life partner
joined you: ashes laid to rest.
Beyond the Boardrooms
the note from the Bichon Frise
Anne stood back and waited
here under the shady trees
where, with me, a Bichon Frise,
we have spent the past three years.
But as the cars approached: (I long
smelt something was up). I ran
to meet and greet: wuf, wuf. Geoffrey,
dressed smartly, tie perfectly pleated.
He’d sat in boardrooms which allowed
little or no informality.
At his first opportunity he’d loosened his tie.
You were right, he’d been working
on getting to South Africa for some months.
All that’s left to do (with a tinge of sadness)
is to wish the extended family we left
Merry Christmas and a Wonderful year ahead:
from me, a reunited Bichon Frise
and partners, Anne and Geoffrey.
Benita H. Kape (c) 6.12.2019
https://dversepoets.com/2019/12/05/mtb-o-apostrophe/ – A prompt in two parts called for by Gospel Isosceles (Amaya). Thank you for the challenge.
I have done my o-apostrophe poem PLUS its response here for d/verse. I enjoy working to these prompts. And having got thru this one I am ready to raise my glass.