Blue

A prose poem in honor of my best friend

Blue, my 16-year-old full of spunk and love

Today I am feeling blue.

But of a different kind.

Blue were the skies when you left us on this earthly plane.

As I drove you to your new destiny, your new home.

Going up and down winding roads and hills,

With tears in my eyes,

I couldn’t help but think

What a beautiful day to celebrate

the end of your Earthly journey

And the beginning of a magical one,

In a world free of pain,

Free of worries.

A world filled with Blue. Blue skies, blue streams, blue flowers.

When we first met, they called you Shadow

“Shadow?” I thought. “What a dark name!”

So I named you Blue.

And you became Blue Shadow.

A feline with a sense of wonder,

An explorer of the world,

Lover of streams, birds, and grass

You turned your Shadow into something light and meaningful

You gave me Shadow, protection from pain.

You kept me safe and content.

Today my body feels like Shadow,

As we just said our temporary goodbyes.

But in my heart, I still feel your light.

I feel the Blue.

In honor of Blue Shadow, my 16-year-old furry girl who lived a wonderful life, full of treats and cuddles. Jump high over that rainbow bridge, sweetheart.

Originally published at http://mindfulwordstoinspire.wordpress.com on May 31, 2023.