Frankie
You are not broken.
You simply now have wheels to help you run.
Pity is not a word to describe you,
but happy and full of life is what you are,
if we are open to looking past what others may see
as disabled or “poor you.”
The world at your feet, and wheels that propel you,
moving you forward
to chase squirrels and butterflies,
smelling every blade of grass and flower along the way,
barking for us to come play.
To come see the world through your eyes
a world still full of wonder
no matter how you move through it,
Wheels, or legs, that carry you.
You challenge us see more clearly with our eyes
feel deeper with our hearts,
and open our souls wider to
what is real.
The spirit of you still the same
shining bright as ever
and beaming into our hearts
to move us closer to the rich understanding
of what compassion and unconditional love is all about.
This is you, precious paralyzed pooch,
who has opened a window to our soul
to an enlightenment of accepting who we are
and to what we can yet become.
—
inspired by the memory of Frankie and Joie.
Joie