Here, Then Not

We'd often see her in the neighborhood,

Taking her friendly dog for a walk.

Always affable, upbeat, and cheerful,

Pat was eager to stop and talk.

 

Life keeps us busy and occupies

Our days with issues, both great and small.

Suddenly, it occurred to me:

For weeks I hadn't seen Pat at all.

 

Deep down inside I had a bad feeling.

Always so visible, yet suddenly not there,

She had me worried because of her absence.

I wanted to ask and yet didn't dare.

 

A neighbor's words ended the mystery:

"Pat had died a few weeks ago."

The information confirmed my fears;

The shocking news still came as a blow.

 

You can grieve the loss of another

Even though you weren't close friends.

Whatever you shared will be no more;

It's always sad when a life ends.

 

When I go out, I will still see her,

Walking Buddy with a smile on her face.

Her loving memory will be--I hope--

One that time will not efface.

 

Rest in peace, dear Pat….

 

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