(narrative poem for class 2/7/12- mine)
I
watch her walking towards me with another.
I’ve
been replaced!
How
could she?
After
all we’ve been through!
I
am the shoulder she leans on when her cheeks
are
damp with tears.
I’ve
fought so hard to hold on
When
she talked about us parting.
We
are a team.
I
am her support during the darkest times.
There
must be a mistake.
Her
voice!
I
hear her lyrical voice as she whispers to that
Other
one.
Am
I being replaced?
That
other one is not better than me!
I
cannot believe this.
I’ve
been with her through life’s changes.
I
eased her anger and frustration.
When
everything else disappears on her
I
always stand beside her.
She’s
told me that I am her only happiness;
That
I remind her that the world is good.
We
are a team,
Her
and I.
She
trusts me to take care of her;
I
am the one that keeps her from falling
That
three year old can’t possibly care for her
As I do.
How
dare she replace me with some one younger!
I
turn and kick that other horse.
Hard.
There
is a hierarchy to be followed.
She
is my human!
Her
voice chides me as I nuzzle her elbow.
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