Run away

It had been a hot day
A pertinent time
She had been feeling jittery
A lot, run and climb
Her folks were away
In the kennels was she
Lost in the moment
Wanting to free

Herself of the nerves
Of the pain, in her soul
No streets lights around
Unsure of her role
This black Labrador
As nervous as hell
Broke into the night
For to have a spell
Of freedom, of searching
Out in the field
She ran like the clappers
Trying to build
Some confidence up
It was dark, it was still
Hot in the moment
She gave into will

Not a glimmer of light
The sentinel trees
Seemingly darkening
Really a tease
Feeling alone in the heat of the night
The odd headlight beaming
Alone in her flight

A lost soul alone
A heart thumping tune
She ran and she ran
She would be somewhere soon
The owls hooting far off
The foxes that cry
A car took her out
And there she did lie

Lost to the world
A silence took hold
She recalled her guardians
Both in the fold
Of a Cypriot evening
Far far away
When this pale Angel came
And our eyes locked
The fey
Perhaps in her reckoning
Clearly I felt
Comforted by her
And how she had dealt

With my passing
She flagged down two gentleman from India, who
Both were exemplary
All three were true
It was happening in the clear darkness
I felt
Her heart softly caring
I truly was dealt

A wonderful hand
A spirited sigh
This lass she my saviour
Born from on high
A silence prevailed
As she softly exclaimed
her love and I felt it
Nobody blamed

Oblivion, softly cradled my soul
I was drifting and lifting
She knew her role
A beauty she took charge
She handled it all
I cried out to the heavens
And she broke my fall