My Angel in the Vines
So sets the sun
On our short trip together
With you the one
To hold me fast in the weather
On our short trip together
With you the one
To hold me fast in the weather
Your gentle clutch
A reminder constantly
Of you slow trust,
Confidence you placed in me
A reminder constantly
Of you slow trust,
Confidence you placed in me
So here sit I
Before your memorial,
Time passing by
Asking why while my eyes well
Before your memorial,
Time passing by
Asking why while my eyes well
So sets the sun
My darling, my dear
Chance may have this one,
But I’ll be clear;
My darling, my dear
Chance may have this one,
But I’ll be clear;
I’ll see you one day
When my flesh becomes too old
And starts to decay
I’ll see you there and shield you from the cold
When my flesh becomes too old
And starts to decay
I’ll see you there and shield you from the cold
I hope that you are happy there
That you look upon me favor’bly,
I ask that I may stay aware
And keep your mem’ry honorably.
That you look upon me favor’bly,
I ask that I may stay aware
And keep your mem’ry honorably.
So sets the sun
On this chapter of our lives,
But while it was just a page for me,
Your ending had arrived.
On this chapter of our lives,
But while it was just a page for me,
Your ending had arrived.
I ask that you wait for me there
And find a basking rock.
And know that I wish to convey
My want to have you back.
And find a basking rock.
And know that I wish to convey
My want to have you back.
Wait for me by the bridge
And do you best prepare
For my find of you will be a binge
Of boops and hugs ensnare.
And do you best prepare
For my find of you will be a binge
Of boops and hugs ensnare.
Wait for me, my darling
My dearest of red noods,
I will flock to you like a starling
And will one day be with you.
My dearest of red noods,
I will flock to you like a starling
And will one day be with you.
This is a memorial piece of my late snake companion, Raspberry, done by Jagal. Thank you so much for taking this on. It means the world. I'm still hurting in places, but I'm getting better, and I have nothing but the best memories with my noodle baby.
Artwork © Jagal
The poetry is mine.
The poetry is mine.
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