LOSING TOD

by LaRue Watts

When we were young, he was my guide.
He showed me visions, far and wide.
He forced my instincts to take hold
And brought me heat where I'd been cold.
He nurtured talent, drove me on,
He made each loss feel like I'd won.
We were as soul mates, meant to be
And that has been his life to me.
Now, in reflection, I know Tod
Was just a synonym for God.
If all of life is but a test,
Sleep well, my friend.  Enjoy your rest.