My Lovely Longtime Friend

My Lovely Little Pops

I will tell you Bee

when you need to be

ready to say farewell

to me.

Do not think about my grave

I will pass

in my own sweet time

and keeping a space

for me to lie

is more than I

need know about

so let’s proceed

at a gentle speed

and what’s going on

internally, with me

will heal, I feel,

in a few days

and we’re back to relaxing

in enjoyable ways.

I like ‘the drops’

for emergency

and crushed up minerals

are helping me.

I love the risotto

with meat and veg

so keep that all coming

it does me good

and we will continue

for a fair long time

so let’s enjoy

our company and food

and I’ll get better

I will ‘come good’.

(My Lovely hound was lying by the fire beside me when I wrote this message from her, and a very short-stemmed purple Viola, on July 9, 2013)
On the previous day, she had mysterious bleeding and I felt very distressed and deeply concerned. Would her days be numbered? Would she be long in this world? I gave her continual nurture, care and intuitive healing, with gentle, loving patience. And she trusted me all her life.

My loyal and devoted little companion went gently to spirit, 56 days later, on September 3, 2013.

We constantly shared her last months and I have received messages in all those times together, and will post some in coming days.

Wildflowers of the world have already germinated in the mulch on her grave amongst the violets, yarrow and parsley.