Soft, dark eyes stared back

His eyes, so bright,yet distant
how had this come to be?
It's like he'd died already clutching his yesterdays teddy!

Someone else might surely see
his milk upon the step
or how his letter-box was
with flyers peering out.

Soft, dark eyes would stare
his paws on window ledge
yet this was nothing new
not with all he'd been through!

You see, he didn't live in tenement
with lakes and lanes aplenty!
The G.P. with her bag had tapped
but still he stayed inside.

Was heaven merciful
it was hard to say
as sirens filled the air
with pet and he expired.