Enough

How long is enough?

Eleven years for a

German shepherd

Eleven years of checking

At the store of spirits

Keeping an eye on

His human friend

And his mate

Whose walk is so wobbly

As if he was a penguin

Thirty-seven years of

Deserving the due end

As he told me today

Can alcohol kill

Pain of a bone cancer?

Can it? Surely can

Can it make him feel

Thirty-seven is enough

To leave all behind

And walk the path to heaven

In this worn out leather jacket

With a bottle of vodka in the pocket

Will God make a toast

As a welcoming host

For just another soul

Too early spirit on the whole