Our Walks are Getting Shorter

Our walks are getting shorter now and taking a little longer.
What used to be a race around the block is now a gentle stroll.
A chance to read the messages of unseen friends who've come
before.
A chance to work the stiffness out.
A chance to share some quiet, twilight time, together.
Your naps are getting longer now.
Your favorite toys no longer call you from their place.
The traffic on the street outside no longer needs your watching.
I wonder if your dreams are filled with memories of fields and
ponds and endless runs in pain free days.
Your eyes are getting bluer now. Like Autumn clouds against a
cold slate sky.
I know that now you see me with your nose and hear me with
your heart.
I wonder if you understand the things you ears can't hear me say.
Our walks are getting shorter now and taking so much longer.
But I will surely slow my steps and change my pace to stay
with you...forever.

by Walt Zientek