Pet

I woke up much earlier that morning,

I know you are always indoors,

Was looking for you, trying turning

The sofas, the chairs by the floors

 

The window is open, its frame

Is covered with tiny holes…

Ran out “as is” (what a shame!) –

The neighbor… I’m sweeping towards…

 

I’m driving away, but still hear

His words– I just have to trust –

He saw you rush in fear,

You moved through the village so fast…

 

My God - the car on its tires,

My destiny – the road curve…

My arm leaves the wheel, and fires

All lights through the trees to observe…

 

I stepped on the breaks, and I’m standing

Not far from where we used to live,

I see you, might be just pretending…

My eyes – do they themselves believe?

 

You climbed up the hill, watched the water,

Just trying to jump ahead…

I’m running, touching the bottom,

My hand holds you, shaking and wet…

 

I brought you back home, called the vets,

They said – yes, that’s true, that some species

Prevent us from having regrets,

Just leaving the thoughts, that conditions

 

Were not very good. But this case

Is different from mortal others…

My Pet, let’s explore Open Space –

But don’t send me to the forefathers!