Pet Cementary Epitaphs

As I ponder my lifetime,
I think of those I've left behind.
Ghosts of family and lost friends,
Memories my mind holds in.

But those that seem to haunt me most,
Are those of loved ones I held close.
Ghosts I seem to never forget,
Echoes of all my long lost pets.

George

Here lies George, my dad's old cat,
Pearly White and not too fat.
He always came whenever we'd call,
His favorite game was fetch a ball.

Dominique & Felipe

Dominique & brother Felipe
Toy French Poodles quite unique.
They always fought for mom's affection,
Their love for her beyond exception.

Lady

Lady and mom never got along,
Growling at her was where she went wrong.
She never meant to do any harm,
I think that's why she went to a farm.

Nugget

Named for the color of a Chicken McNugget,
The type of dog that most folks covet.
My best friend since he was a pup,
Together he and I both grew up.

Kimba

Like the cartoon little white lion,
Not too bright but worked hard tryin'.
Loved to run and play out doors,
Faithful friend of mine and yours.

Zachery

Liked to walk and lived to play,
Never balked or ran away.
Warm and friendly were his best traits,
Now he guards the pearly gates.

Cookie

Creamy color, faithful friend,
Warm, sweet nature to the end.
Mom Mom and Henry's loving pet,
One their sure not to forget.

Tiffany

Little princess to you know who,
Cocker Spaniel through and through,
Tracey's savior in hard times,
Always loved her curtain time.

Mack

Beloved pup and devoted friend,
Held chin up until the end.
Loved life full and truly cared,
Died too young, it wasn't fair.

Pets are difficult to lose,
We give our hearts to those we choose.
They're like our children, daughters and sons,
So honor them when their time comes.

RIP.

Copyright © August 2010
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
081810

I Came Home Today...

I came home today to find my dog had died,
We'd been together such a very long time.
I remembered when I first brought him home,
He was 2 months old, didn't like it alone.
He was full of life, my consummate friend,
He loved to play and take walks now and then.
No matter how often,
Where or when.
He was 12 years old the day he died.
I laid down and quietly cried.

I came home today to find my dad had died,
I had just been with him the previous night.
I remembered fondly the good times we'd had.
He was my mentor, a well thought of man,
He was always there, to chastise and commend,
My trusted advisor, my kindred Godsend,
It happened so fast,
His heart just gave in,
He was 63 the day he died.
I laid down and quietly cried.

I came home today to find my mom had died,
Her zest for life had just withered by,
I remembered how vibrant and beautiful she'd been,
The years posed a fight she just couldn't win.
My collective memories of her loving care,
I loved my mom, I wished I'd been there,
It all seemed surreal,
Unable to feel,
She was 68 the day she died.
I laid down and quietly cried.

I came home today and I realized,
How quickly the years had passed me by,
I remembered all my family and friends,
Who no longer graced this world I'm in.
Phantoms in dreams, cerebral ghosts,
My wife and children now matter most,
I treasured lost memories,
With a subliminal toast,
I'm 49, I subconsciously sighed,
I laid there a moment and quietly cried.


Copyright © August 2009
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
080109

Until The Last Tear Is Shed

My Father died today.
And I wasn't there.
I wish I could have been.
I loved my dad and he loved me,
And I remembered when...

We laughed together,
We mourned together,
We fought a lot it seemed.
We had a lot of good times together,
We were quite a team.
But I never knew how much he cared,
It never crossed my mind,
I never knew how much I cared,
Until the day he died.

My Mother died today.
Again, I wasn't there.
I prayed that she went peacefully,
Her pain was hard to bear.
And I remembered when...

We talked of life and many things,
We were good friends, her and me,
We loved to argue
We loved to cook
We loved all the finer things.
But I never appreciated her full worth,
Never loved her like she loved me.
My mom was there since my birth,
She meant the world you see.

Now I'm the oldest of four children,
My parents are dead and gone.
It's hard to imagine how life has changed,
How we've all moved on.

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like,
If mom and dad weren't dead.
I'm sure I would treasure,
Our moments together,
Until the last tear is shed...


Copyright © June 2009
Kevin Mooney

kmm001
060109

Sue (A Cinderella Poem)

Poems have lost their appeal,
They seem reluctant in what they reveal.
For me it's simply not true,
I'm still one of the few,
Who writes just what I feel.

I once met a girl named Sue,
Through someone that neither of us knew.
It occurred one night at a dance,
A classic old-time romance,
In the Rathskeller at George Mason U.

At first I was a little bit scared,
"Would you like to dance? No, I don't dare."
Then she turned to me,
And like the red sea,
My fears parted with that first little stare.

I could see she was no ordinary girl,
To me she stood out like a pearl.
She wore elegant glasses,
One of those sophisticated lasses,
And her hair was all done in curls.

We danced and we talked about school,
This little lady was nobody's fool,
Straight A's, a science major,
Not even I could upstage her,
And to think, I only came to shoot pool.

She attended a local college I found,
A small school outside of Charles Town,
She was older in years,
Which didn't help my fears,
As I asked her to write her number down.

As the evening approached it's end,
She said she'd be home every weekend,
She rose with the last song,
And put her long coat on,
The question in my mind was when?

Like Cinderella she flew,
As she did, there was one thing I knew.
Though we parted,
Something has started,
Between me and a girl named Sue.


Copyright © May 1980
Kevin Mooney

kmm001

050180