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Under the Clovers
Peek out the Patio,
Pasture of clovers.
Reminiscent of the time I exhausted,
Your panting decelerated.
Obscure thumps ready to cease,
My eyes tinged in agony.
With an embrace, you’re guided through the trefoils,
A reminder of a decade before.
Oh, the torment you were in.
As the cancer expanded across your physique,
My perception was murky.
Vet on standby, wails were muffled,
Tranquilly, you faded…
Now, flourishing where you rest,
Between the meadow of clovers,
Shamrocks of four-leaves.
Pasture of clovers.
Reminiscent of the time I exhausted,
Your panting decelerated.
Obscure thumps ready to cease,
My eyes tinged in agony.
With an embrace, you’re guided through the trefoils,
A reminder of a decade before.
Oh, the torment you were in.
As the cancer expanded across your physique,
My perception was murky.
Vet on standby, wails were muffled,
Tranquilly, you faded…
Now, flourishing where you rest,
Between the meadow of clovers,
Shamrocks of four-leaves.
Published 28th Mar 2024
Author's Note
One of the more simplistic poems I've written. Recently, I've had to deal with animal loss and didn't know how to properly portray that in writing. Either way, thank you again for reading!
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28th Mar 2024 2:21pm
