Perhaps the only silver lining we have,

Is that at least I knew it was coming.

At least I had a chance to say goodbye

To scratch your ears and listen to your chest humming.

A small consolation, I know,

To a loss so devastating and unfair,

But the fact that I told you I loved you once more –

I will admit I find some comfort there.

I find some comfort in thinking you understood me

When I looked in your eyes that last time.

I find comfort in thinking that you found comfort too

In the moments before you crossed over the line.

I never knew, I will admit,

How much you understood of what I said,

How much all my words of love and affection

Crept through your fur to your head.

I have to believe you knew enough to know

How truly and deeply I loved you

How badly I will miss you now that you are gone,

And how hard it was for me to let you go, too.