As I

As i sit and contemplate i feel the wind in my hair and the sun on my face and the vibrations from the tree at my back. The dogs slowly unwind and gather round and lie down. We all turn to the wind as it chills we can smell the rain, noses in the air. All around the birds sing their songs.

As i sit here full of sorrow my other dogs look at me in a knowing way as they feel the loss also. Our family is smaller but forever strong. Now stillness becomes activity as we begin to move forwards one less but never forgotten.