Love at first sight

By Jane Goodhew

Dark eyes, long lashes

Love at first sight

How could I resist

The gentle way she moved

The way she just accepted her fate

And on their first date

Fell pregnant with a wild and unmanageable child

The first of several who skipped through the grass

Until it was time for them to leave

But then my favourite one had a son

being a September birth

He was named Virgil

It was not a name that suited for he was a large and clumsy male

Who even when fully grown would run to his mum to be pampered and spoilt

She loved him so much she just gently obliged his every whim

But now he’s alone for dear Pixie died a tragic death and was taken unceremoniously legs in the air to her resting place.

The knackers yard

For my beloved Pixie was a cow but oh how I cried the day I heard she had died.

Copyright Jane Goodhew

Virgil and Pixie