To a friend on passing

It just wasn't the same

After Eeyore died

These hundred acres

Seem so desolate empty

A forest with nowhere to hide.

It's not like you couldn't see it coming

All the signs,

A dour sense of self doubt and sadness

Posted in his every remark.

"Thanks for noticing me"

He'd say, we'd laugh at his self abasing ways.

Oh Eeyore, your smile a gift worth a hundred of any others;

When you joined in the revelries what joy it was for everyone.

I lick hunny off my paw,

The taste is not so sweet,

To know our paths will never cross again. 

In days and weeks and years I know

I'll come to an agreement with the pain;

When I stop to think about you

I'll remember the good times,

The times we laughed,

Lest I cry.

The bear is not takin it well.

I can tell.

The writing on the wall.

The fall.

Preposterous it wasn't predicted,

Imposterus friends are we?

I simply can't believe it to be.

He was sad. What about me?

Was the impetus on us? We tried!

The ass wouldn't let us inside

Just a gray wasting away.

Oh well oh well

It's been a hell

We lost a good one

A kind one

Never a bother for nobody

Just a good ol' pal

I hope he's happy now

Though I know he's dead

Underground.

The woods will never feel the same.

If only he'd asked,

Why, I would have given.

Never had goals or dreams

He just never…

Will never.

I can't speak for myself

Having passed from the mortal coil

But know I am at peace,

Every individual particle of me returned to the dust it was created,

Chemical composition decomposed 

Into a new chemical composition 

I am one with my choices and apologize to those I've left behind, give it time

It will all be fine

Thanks for noticing me.