FELIX DENNIS

Felix Dennis

Felix Dennis, Poet, Publisher and Tree Planter

Kohl

Our big, black, faithful dog has died,
I found him, lying on his side
Splayed on the rug, beside the bed:
Our big, black, faithful dog is dead.

Never a whimper, never a whine,
His coat like midnight, eyes a-shine,
A lion’s heart, a fool to bribe,
The gentleman of all his tribe.

My lover’s friend, and my friend, too,
Has gone— as we bid Kohl adieu
And many a foolish tear is shed:
Our big, black, faithful dog is dead.
Mandalay, Mustique August 10, 2006
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Poem Published in the following books: Island of Dreams  

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