Ode to Reiki the dog

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O ball of fur that rests in heaven
I pray you are in peace
But if t’is true you have lives seven
Come back to this old street.
For Reiki, when we brought you home
Bundled up in blankets warm-
Restless limbs that longed to roam-
Love barged in like a storm.

Happy barks and wagging tail-
Those were days of chewed up mail.

If it is true that dogs can smile,
Yours was perennial grin.
From mangled limbs you slowly grew
To the devil’s lively twin.
For say, is there a cushion new
That bears not mark of your valour?
No place without déjà vu
Of sneezes caused by scattered fur.

Happy barks and wagging tail-
Those were days of chewed up mail.

You joined the pious family of four
In daily prayers and holy bath
Patient, waiting near the door
If only for your share of prasaadh.
I hope in heaven, there is no bath-
And it is still dry and nice
For flash floods are the aftermath
Of your vigourous drying exercise.

Happy barks and wagging tail-
Those were days of chewed up mail.

You did not promise you would stay
For all from earth return
But in double measure, every day
Love for us you’d churn.
Our faithful bundle thus departs
The angels took you away
Another pup we’ll get, and love,
And treasure all the way.

For happy barks and wagging tail-
That’s the way life should sail.

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About meenavid

Pensive thinker. Jumping bean. Loud thoughts. Loudmouth. Extreme. Ordinary. Twenty and something but what the heck, still a kid. Make a happy mess everywhere- or not. Indecisive. You see? Sigh.

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