Frosty Died Last December
Frosty died last December,
My closest friend for fifteen years.
We were born the same November;
Now I can’t put down my tears.
It’s not fair that dogs should live
Just a short piece of our lives;
They give us the love we give
To parents, children, husbands, wives.
More loyal than a human love,
More passionate and all-consuming:
No spat would Frosty’s love remove,
So fixed on me, so unassuming.
My grief is real, my pain is strong,
Though not all would be so moved;
But I can’t think how I’ll go on
Without this creature I so loved.
By: Nicholas Gordon
