Oh Biscuit,
the month of March has passed–
where are you?
I am afraid–
So much is coming. I may be away from home,
I may be all alone–
where are you?
So small snuggled on my stomach
sixteen years ago–
where did you go?
Standing your guard against the mailman
like a knight shielding his kingdom,
where did you go?
Your voice piercing and prominent like
swinging swords.
Your exterior soft, enclosing my hands,
my lap, my heart–
where did you go?
It was March when you left,
when I said bye to my best friend.
Where are you now?
My noble knight, I am taking flight,
I could use you right now.
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 2:31 PM UTC
Oh Biscuit,
the month of March has passed–
where are you?
I am afraid–
So much is coming. I may be away from home,
I may be all alone–
where are you?
So small snuggled on my stomach
sixteen years ago–
where did you go?
Standing your guard against the mailman
like a knight shielding his kingdom,
where did you go?
Your voice piercing and prominent like
swinging swords.
Your exterior soft, enclosing my hands,
my lap, my heart–
where did you go?
It was March when you left,
when I said bye to my best friend.
Where are you now?
My noble knight, I am taking flight,
I could use you right now.
To my childhood dog, Biscuit. I am graduating college, becoming independent, and facing a lot of fear. All I yearn for is the support and love from my best friend.
