Mac Margosian by Nicole Margosian-Galindo / Your Mom

Your beautiful green eyes
Your perfectly pointed paws
Your soft gray coat.

Your eyes were so wise
You always knew what I was saying
When I talked to you, you talked back.

You were with me for twelve years
Twelve years was not enough
You moved where I moved,
you stayed when everyone else came and
went. You were always there.

You got lost.
You guided me to you.
You wouldn’t let us be parted.

Just your presence comforted me
You always brought a smile in my heart.
You were in Angel in disguise.
You were the perfect gentleman.

You loved to drink out of the faucet.
You loved tuna fish and catnip.
You sat on my shoulders when we would drive together, from the very beginning.
You would be on the nightstand watching me,
the first thing I saw every morning.
You loved to sleep above me on the pillow.
You loved to look out the window.
You loved to go outside at Grandma’s house.
You loved to sleep with your brother.
You loved to just watch.
You loved to stretch out in the sun.
You loved to perch on the couch and chair.

You got sick.
I couldn’t help enough,
I wanted to do more,
I wish I could’ve done more every day.
There was no remedy.
You fought as long as you could.
I just wanted all your final days
to be as special as they could be.
I just wanted you to be happy.
I hated being responsible
for all those decisions
Who was I to decide your fate.
How was I to know when it was right,
I still wonder, I still ask.

I miss you so much.
I never stop thinking about you.
I have never had such a connection
with anyone, I miss our connection.
I play your song in my head all the time.
I miss your eyes.
I miss your talking.
I miss you being there.

I love you so much.
I miss you.

 

All of my love, always,
Mac Margosian
21, Apr 2006
Nicole Margosian-Galindo