Spring cleaning windows
a paw print from last summer
fractures the sunlight
– Ryan Stone
How quickly the years slip past. Gone but never forgotten, old mate.
Spring cleaning windows
a paw print from last summer
fractures the sunlight
– Ryan Stone
How quickly the years slip past. Gone but never forgotten, old mate.
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Aw, sorry for your loss Ryan. Great little tribute ☺️
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An old loss, Mandi. 7 years has flown by. Thank you. How are you?
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Oh my. I’m sorry, have you gotten a new dog since? When I interviewed you a couple years back I remember you telling me you’d run w/ your dog, then stop to jot ideas down & he hated it that you stopped. I’m doing okay. Done work work for a few weeks other than checking in. Now to bake, finish Christmas shopping, & catch up with some writing I hope. How are you? How’s your writing going? I do recall you had some chapbooks/novels in process? Do you do the Christmas shopping or is that your lovely wife? 😉
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Cheers Ryan. Happy Holidays as well 🎄😊
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So sorry Ryan. I know you must miss him terribly.
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Just a dull ache and lots of fond memories now. Thanks so much. Have you been well?
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Yes, I am well Ryan. I hope you are…I have my own pup, he will be 12 in May. We love those sweet companions so much. Sending hugs.
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Aw, some memories never fade, do they. 😔
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So true. Lots of happy ones though 🙂
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Wonderful! Cherish them 🙂
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Such a beautiful reminder of an old friend.
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Thanks, Sarah 🙂
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Oh, I’m sorry, Ryan. I lost my 15 year-old cat in October. Pets hold special places in our hearts and lives.
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15 is a nice long life, but such a big hole left behind I have no doubt. Yes, very special 🙂 Thank you, Emily
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aw, a loving impression is left behind
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Absolutely 🙂
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So sorry about your loss, Ryan – lovely tribute though.
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You can never get over them, mate! Take care, think of the love you guys shared and have a beer for the memories
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So true, mate. Great advice – it’s 42 degrees Celsius here today…perfect beer drinking weather 🙂
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Oh no! I am so sorry Ryan this bring tears to my eyes he was your wonderful companion…I lost several pets they will never be forgotten they all are living inside my heart and soul! I missed to read your beautiful poetry and I came to visit! Hugs my friend!
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Damn, dogs don’t just die, they take a bit piece of you with them. Had & lost three, can’t get myself another…
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I hear you, mate. Big holes. Thanks for reading 🙂
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