Epitaph of Russell the dog

If there would be the world 

Of absolute innocent,

Russell would be their king! 

He pursued pleasure more than obedience,

We missed his smearing the walls,

With his sharp pedicured nails,

He wandered around the paintless walls hanging curtains;

The paintless walls stands silently,

waiting for Russell the wanderer dog!

I missed his climbing upon my clothes,

Filling my clothes with full of his hair,

His friendship is like the stars and the moon's,

He never growled or licked upon me,

Though I used to miss them!

He had a strong sense of smell,

He yet to guess what I prepared for his food,

The glint in his eyes when I scold him!

sometimes overpowered me melting my anger into water,

Countless times I envied his furry tail when we used to go for long walks,

He jumped and played with the birds flying up on the sky of the sea,

His full voltage jump with the sea waves sometimes made me wet in sand!

He gazed upon me when I required his attention,

But he never made me feel he is wasting his time as if I am unworthy!

He too always grab my attention when I busy in some work,

He never made noise nor troubled me,

I really missed those shaggy old days spent with him!

He was not a dog to me he was my happiness,

I felt I am living in complete darkness when he left me alone!

I buried him in the backyard of my garden,

Planting a rose on the top of his 

graveyard,

I put his favourite toy in his coffin which he used to play joyfully,

My house and me lost its joy!

My mother used to told dog's couldn't talk,

But Russell talks to me with his innocent eyes,

He promised he will never go before me but he didn't kept his promise,

We didn't ever lie to each other!

Although he is dead and I buried him in the backside of my house,

There's no goodbyes for Russell .