What is Grief: A Tribute to My Beloved Doberman, Lucy.

It is an untamed maelstrom, an inferno that rages within.
An insatiable vortex, tearing apart the fabric of one's very being.
A deep wound that bears witness to an immeasurable pain,
That leaves its victim feeling gutted, a shell of who they used to be.

I knew the depths of this sorrow all too well.
When my loyal companion, Lucy, passed from this world to dwell.
Her eyes, so wide, spoke of an innocence and purity,
Reflecting the very essence of the universe, free from all malignity.

Her soul was a sanctuary, a garden of delight.
Her love, a beacon of hope that shimmered with celestial light.
She sought only my affection, my love, and my embrace.
A gift that, in my grief, I was unable to place.

For I was consumed by a pain so intense, so raw.
That my heart was shattered, torn, and my soul in shambles saw.
I could not love her for the loyalty she displayed.
For in my sorrow, I was trapped, trapped in the depths of the shade.

But now, as I look back, I see the love that she so freely gave.
The love that I took for granted, now I must reclaim and save.
Her soul was pure, her spirit so bright.
A star that will forever shine, illuminating the darkest of night.

So what is grief? It is a love so deep, so profound.
A love that cannot be measured, a love that cannot be bound.
It is the memories that linger, that ache in our hearts.
The love that we could not give, now we must make a fresh start.

It is a love that endures, a love that never fades.
A love that will always be there, through life's darkest shades.
It is a love that reminds us of the beauty that life can bring.
A love that is a testament to the infinite joy that living can bring.

Lucy, my dear companion, you left a legacy of love.
A legacy that will endure, a legacy that will be spoken of.
You left me with a wound that may never fully heal.
But in my heart, your love and memories will forever be revealed.