Dearest pets: A poem 

These little playful sounds 

And the laughter in them resounds 

I can revisit them, I can relive them 

like candles that attempt 

to keep alive in the wind 

Innocent lives that never sinned 

Human nature is at fault 

But none such in purity’s vault 

Love is laced with loyalty’s candour 

Love is graced with salubrious grandeur 

Not encumbered by moments; but timeless 

With a belief in eternal access  

Even time is a flame that dies 

insignificantly, in perpetuity’s eyes 

But the depth of faith has no grave 

It is absolute, yet immeasurable like infinity’s wave 

These little creatures that cannot talk 

But leave a lasting impression on life’s walk