Not forgetting

World galgo day yesterday. It’s inevitable.

Not forgetting

The house is full of ghosts,
the quiet kind, the gentle kind,
that float like doves
and whisper in our dreams.

I hear sounds in the night,
stretching in sleep,
nails clicking on the tiles,
padding down the hall.

I hear doors nosed open,
breath on my face,
just checking.
Yes, I’m still here.

I listen, staring at the rafters
as the silence rolls back,
and I promise,
We will always remember.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

14 thoughts on “Not forgetting”

      1. True that….and come spring we will add another name to Shiloh, T-Bone, and Coda…the last two being rescues….so yeah, you guys get two…and again, your poem…was a capture… stay well.

      2. I’m glad you’re giving another one a home. We’ve made dogs what they are, and we make life miserable for so many of them. Yet they forgive us everything.

  1. Ohhhhh, the precious photo, and then the poem……… I miss the clicking nails, the paws padding beside me on midnight pee walks, the snout on the edge of my bed that woke me every morning – including the morning after he died, one last “whuff” and he was gone. Gah. They claim our hearts, and break them with their leaving. Such a beautiful post. I really feel it – all of it.

  2. This is just beautiful, Jane. We lost two dogs last year – Charlie, our first rescue Galgo who was only four and Daisy who was fourteen. It was a bit of a rubbish year! Your words here really sum it all up – thank you.

    1. Losing two must be terrible. One was enough for me, also fourteen. We knew it would be hard, but after three months we still haven’t lost the reflexes of checking we’ve left doors open so he can come and see us in the night if he needs to, expecting his daft big-eared head to be peering around the door watching out for us when we come home. We’re looking to adopt another one, two maybe, very soon. The absence is too hard.

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