Chester is Gone

Chester, Summer 2015

I have no pets. I have never had pets.

I care for animals far too much to ever subject myself to so much pain.

The love. The loss.

But then came Chester.

Chester.

Guarding his sugar-water.

Perched proudly like a little eagle upon a wooden skewer

gripping tightly with his tiny Hummingbird feet.

“Stay away!” he would say. “This is my sugar-water!”

Months passed.

September came.

Chester is gone.

The sugar-water remains as a sad reminder

glistening outside my window.

How stupid was I to ever even think of naming a wild creature?

Nothing but a guarantee for heartbreak.

Bon Voyage my “Little Bumblebee”

Bon Voyage.

 

 

 

“Someday in the Sea”, from “Haddie and the Bucket”

“When I look to the Ocean’s horizon

When I find unparalleled peace

I see what I know has meaning

I see what is to be

Gracing our lives with beauty

She played upon our soul

With a dignity and courage

Borrowed from the Sea

To many she was but a Spirit

Touching our hearts like an Ocean breeze

But to me she was the reason

We still believe in dreams

How can you put a name on love?

Who could ever be so bold?

Haddie, the waters call you

and Haddie, you will go home

Haddie, the waters call you

and Haddie, you will go home”