Hennessy – Come To Me

We lost our dear Hennessy in June 2021. Yet the desire for connection lives on. 

We keep the toys that carry so many joys

With some, somehow, still making noise

Memories last beyond the distant past 

Recalling how all of our characters were cast

Us in the front seat, you in the backseat

Surely, making every one of us complete

Words we’d repeat when we would meet

Touch, sit, catch, and keeek – keeek - keeek 

Feeling free, bending down to a knee

Calling out your name, “Hennessy – come to me”

 

Left behind, a puzzle piece never to find

Forever missed, forever in our mind

Wanting to rewind, time and space are not kind

Reaching out for a mystic reading or a sure sign

The loving presence is here, that we do not fear

It’s just that the physical touch is not near

The journey of the daily walk, the two-way talk

Living without that is a devastating shock

They tell us to trust, I imagine that we must

Yet still calling out, “Hennessy – come to us”

 

So we go our way, living onward day to day

Recalling beautiful memories on this – your birthday 

How you’d never stay but like to tug-of-war play 

Proceed to open gifts not sent to you, anyway

How you would frustrate when we would meditate

Through the door you would no longer hesitate

Perhaps beyond this plane, you will remain

Where we all three will remember our names

In dream-states and love-scapes free, we’ll know where to be

Where maybe, just maybe, you call out … “Come to me”