For today's prompt, we were asked to write about loss. I created the following Kyrielle about a friend.
You Were Mine
For Oliver.
When I first saw you, I was caught
By your blue eyes and hair so fine.
I fell in love upon the spot,
And for a short time, you were mine.
Together we would laugh and play;
Each night, together we would dine.
You’d watch for me at end of day,
And for a short time, you were mine.
You never should have died so young:
The number of your lives was nine.
I wept as to your paw I clung,
And for a short time, you were mine.
