Rick Jarman – “Dead Grass” – A Poem

Dead Grass

I stood in the silent field today where she and I would play,
The winter has taken away the thick green grass leaving small blades of brownish dead grass in its place,
This is the place where I would lay on the ground with Bonnie,
A Chesapeake Bay Retriever, the off brown color of dead grass herself,
She had golden eyes that shinned like two suns when she ran through the wind,
I could throw anything…..a stick…ball….Frisbee…
She would return to me promptly,
Bonnie was taken from me with the cancer,
That was fifty years ago. Now I am an old man of eighty,
The cancer has me now,
Soon Bonnie and I will lay in the dead grass again