The Loss Of A Best Companion

The Loss Of A Best Companion

A Poem by WritersSoul

She took the paw of her beloved dog,
Which lay sadly on the vet's table.
The poor dog looked at her with sad eyes,
The little girl just stood.

Her mother standing behind her,
Resting her hand on the girl's shoulder that quaked.
The vet came back and forth,
Holding that long, silver needle.

The little girl came forward,
Her eyes brimming with fresh tears.
Her chest rising and falling faster and faster,
She became scared with every second.

She had loved this dog since she was a baby,
She herself was only seven.
The dog looked at her sadly,
The girl sniflled and ran her fingers through the dogs soft fur that she knew she'd never touch again.

The vet came closer,
Tapped the needle.
It entered the dog's blood stream,
The little girl didn't like it and began to scream.

"Don't!"
She cried.
"Don't take away my best friend!"
She screamed and flailed her arms,
Her tears flowing heavily.
She kicked the table and hit the metal surface.

The dog's eyes slowly began to close,
The girl noticed and quickly froze.
"Lil...?"
The dog's eyes finally drooped,
The little girl got handfuls of fur and tried to scoop.

The dog in her embrace.
She held the dog for dear life.
No longer hearing her dog's pant or breathing.
The little girl cried softly...
"Don't leave me, okay?"
She didn't get a response,
Never did.

She rocked back and forth trying to gain comfort,
She inhaled the scent.
She screamed her lungs out,
Not gaining anything.
She held the dog closer.

"You were my best friend, you know."
She cried harder and harder.
"You're leaving me in this bad world..."
She stroked the dogs ears.
"At least--At least you're in a better place..."
She held the dogs head closer.
"Please..." She sniffled choking sobs.
"Please don't forget that I loved you very, very much."

The dog's head dropped from the girls arms,
She ran screaming and crying.
She knew she wouldn't ever have a best friend like that...
Ever again...

© 2011 WritersSoul



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"No longer hearing her dog's pant or bearthing" Don't you mean "breathing?" Just a little fix, nothing to fret about.
I was touched by the piece. And at some point even I wanted to intervene-- that's the effect you convey here, you little wizard lol. Heart-felt and well written piece. Keep up the good work.

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I felt like crying as i was reading it. Great poem , the feelings are so intense and words are conveying their proper meaning .... so good

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Heartfelt and touching, though I felt the impact was lessened a bit by all the screaming. Sometimes it's the things we don't express that affect us the most, you know? Other than that, the only thing that stood out to me was the phrase "tried to scoop." I think the line would be fine without trying to rhyme. But great job!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Sad and emotional piece, a really moving poem, thanks for writing such a poem!!!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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This is so sad..I remember how I felt when my long time companion named Max died. So I can relate to how you felt. Great penning.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Posted 6 Years Ago


This is heartfelt and well written!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm almost in tears after imagining a cute doggy dying:( But this is a rather interesting and beautiful piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"No longer hearing her dog's pant or bearthing" Don't you mean "breathing?" Just a little fix, nothing to fret about.
I was touched by the piece. And at some point even I wanted to intervene-- that's the effect you convey here, you little wizard lol. Heart-felt and well written piece. Keep up the good work.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was such a sad story, it brought tears to my eyes. You told it beautifully I could visualize the little girl holding on to her best friend.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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South Shields, bloop, United Kingdom



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I am Beth/Bethan/Terri-Beth as my friends like to call, and I'm 15, 29/04/96, and started writing when I was about 13..? And now I get depression really bad and do things I should'nt and thats why I w.. more..

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