A Big Man
Its been one of those days that nothings
gone right,
My nerves are shot, my body tensed up so tight.
The problems of life are so heavy today,
The weight of the world on my shoulder’s to stay.
I need some relief yet there’s none to be found,
Its days like this I sure miss my old hound.
I could vent all my anger and all my frustrations.
The best listener I knew, he was my salvation.
He’d sit and he’d listen to each word I said,
You’d swear he understood the way he’d tip his
head.
He’d rest his head on my big fat old knee
To show how he cared as he looked up at me.
Always a question in those eyes full of care,
The only one I know that my problems he’d share.
When I was homeward bound I’d know just where
he was at,
Waiting to hear my old truck rattle across the
train tracks.
His bay I would hear as I parked in the drive,
I can still hear him now as tho he were alive.
I’ll always miss him and wish he were here
Tho he’s in a far better place of that I’ve no
fear.
It’s me that’s alone in a troublesome world,
My nerves tied in knots and my mind in a whirl.
Some think it’s not “manly” for a grown man to
cry
But alone in my chair tears flow from my eyes.
A big man I am but there’s no shame in me,
For the pain and the loneliness now mine endlessly.
I’m lost without him as I talk to the walls
And know he’s not behind me as I walk down the
hall.
You may think me a “sissy” to cry with such ease….
This mans lost his best friend, you can think
as you please!
Kathy Henderson
9 - 1999
A Friend Indeed
I’ve written many poems about memory lane
And about many dogs that has left us in pain.
Not meaning to leave out other animals who
Share our lives and out hearts as strong as dogs
do.
In my many years it’s been dogs and a few cats
That’s taught my heart where true love is at.
I’ve listened to others tell of their pain of
losing
Pets they have loved, some not of my choosing.
Horses, birds, lizards and some even have snakes
They have owned and lost, their source of heartaches.
Whatever the pet, the loss is the same
To feel love then lose it always brings pain.
We must remember it takes special people
To share and to learn from one not our equal.
Precious and few will our lives allow
The years always to short and to pain we must
bow.
It’s a need they fulfill that was missing before,
A space in our hearts that we can’t ignore.
Sometimes humans are just not enough,
We need something extra that’s reserved just
for us.
Love from an animal fulfills such a need,
A loyal companion, a true friend indeed.
Kathy Henderson
3 - 1999
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