Tom

Tom, my doctor of a long time gone
How I need you now as I did back then
Your head-butts were always so welcome
Your demanding I’d gladly welcome again

I never knew how you came to sense my pain
Always knowing when I needed and always you gave
You made it seem like it was you that wanted
But I was aware it was simple touch I craved

You sensed it even before you could see
Would be waiting before I would even arrive
Your spirit was so caring, so giving
Your whole being was always so alive

You were lost when it just should not have been
I believe that you thought I would not need you again
But I’m broken, just lost, even worse than before
Fallen so deep I feel it has all been in vane

Why is it that all through this half a life
It is only friends of fur and feather that have seen
And shared with me pleasure and met any need
But now I do not even have those friends serene.