as some of you know it will be 2 years on monday that i lost my beautiful boy, aged just 2, im not very good with words , but last night my daughter Anna who was born deaf, and has special needs wrote this poem in tribute to his life, god , i cant read it without crying, i think ive been blessed by having her in my life, anyways , heres her poem , i hope you like it as much as i do
BENSON, MY BROTHER
I can still remember it like it happened yesterday. The day we brought him home.
He was small, with long ears , and a black shiny nose, and the most gorgeous brown eyes, and a tail that had been docked, and yet still found a way to wag energetically.
He was my mums boy.
Benson. A new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember, like it happened yesterday, the way his long ears flopped as he ran like the wind to catch a small ball.
I used to find it ridiculous how he could find it so entertaining, by chasing a ball, just for it to be thrown away once more.
But now, I miss throwing that ball, for my brother. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he pulled on his lead, when he knew he was in for something adventurous, such as exploring woods and jumping in ponds.
I used to hate the smell of wet dog in the boot of the car.
But now I miss complaining to my mum, about the lingering smell of my brother. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he leaped in the air to catch a Frisbee for a competition, and land on all fours with the bright yellow thing in his mouth, to gain applause and all ten for scores.
I used to find it funny, how my dog could become a Frisbee catching champ.
But now I miss how my brother always seemed to be smiling, once he had achieved his goal. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he played tug of war.
Shaking the rope toy this way and that, just to be a sore loser at the end of all of it.
I used to think of how funny he looked when he was shaking his head franticly.
But now I miss games of tug of war with my brother, and wish id let him win. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember like it was yesterday, seeing my mothers face, pride and joy when he came for snuggles.
I used to think it was pathetic, how he would always want cuddles.
But now I miss the warmth and softness of my brothers fur, and wish id offered him more.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the day my mum had taken him to the vets, due to small lumps forming on his small young body, I can still remember, watching him lay on the floor, his energy drained from him.
I thought back then, it was nothing - maybe he was tired.
But now I know I was wrong. My brother was deathly ill.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the day my mother came home in tears, and looked me in the eyes and said
“my boy has died. He died last night” he had died from an allergic reaction to his booster jab. One that caused him to choke to his death.
My mind went blank.
I wished I had spent time with my brother, and loved him all the more.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way the vets handed my mum a small white cardboard box, with my brothers ashes in it.
I thought back then, how disrespectful.
Now I wish I had done more about it.
Despite the fact Benson has left this world.
I know he is still a member of the family.
My mothers boy.
My brother.
And although he now lies in peace.
His energy will always stay with us.
And although we don’t see him.
His still in our hearts.
We love you Benson
And we always will.
Wait for us at rainbow bridge, and we shall be reunited once more.
Thank you Anna, i shall treasure it always![wub.gif](http://3.<a href="http://www.forumer.com">forumer</a>.com/html/emoticons/wub.gif)
BENSON, MY BROTHER
I can still remember it like it happened yesterday. The day we brought him home.
He was small, with long ears , and a black shiny nose, and the most gorgeous brown eyes, and a tail that had been docked, and yet still found a way to wag energetically.
He was my mums boy.
Benson. A new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember, like it happened yesterday, the way his long ears flopped as he ran like the wind to catch a small ball.
I used to find it ridiculous how he could find it so entertaining, by chasing a ball, just for it to be thrown away once more.
But now, I miss throwing that ball, for my brother. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he pulled on his lead, when he knew he was in for something adventurous, such as exploring woods and jumping in ponds.
I used to hate the smell of wet dog in the boot of the car.
But now I miss complaining to my mum, about the lingering smell of my brother. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he leaped in the air to catch a Frisbee for a competition, and land on all fours with the bright yellow thing in his mouth, to gain applause and all ten for scores.
I used to find it funny, how my dog could become a Frisbee catching champ.
But now I miss how my brother always seemed to be smiling, once he had achieved his goal. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way he played tug of war.
Shaking the rope toy this way and that, just to be a sore loser at the end of all of it.
I used to think of how funny he looked when he was shaking his head franticly.
But now I miss games of tug of war with my brother, and wish id let him win. The new member to the family. A member we shall never forget.
I can still remember like it was yesterday, seeing my mothers face, pride and joy when he came for snuggles.
I used to think it was pathetic, how he would always want cuddles.
But now I miss the warmth and softness of my brothers fur, and wish id offered him more.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the day my mum had taken him to the vets, due to small lumps forming on his small young body, I can still remember, watching him lay on the floor, his energy drained from him.
I thought back then, it was nothing - maybe he was tired.
But now I know I was wrong. My brother was deathly ill.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the day my mother came home in tears, and looked me in the eyes and said
“my boy has died. He died last night” he had died from an allergic reaction to his booster jab. One that caused him to choke to his death.
My mind went blank.
I wished I had spent time with my brother, and loved him all the more.
I can still remember it like yesterday, the way the vets handed my mum a small white cardboard box, with my brothers ashes in it.
I thought back then, how disrespectful.
Now I wish I had done more about it.
Despite the fact Benson has left this world.
I know he is still a member of the family.
My mothers boy.
My brother.
And although he now lies in peace.
His energy will always stay with us.
And although we don’t see him.
His still in our hearts.
We love you Benson
And we always will.
Wait for us at rainbow bridge, and we shall be reunited once more.
Thank you Anna, i shall treasure it always
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