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Memories of You - A tribute to Lester
winter 2000
so many years in my life i've always had you near
whenever i called, you would come
whenever i was scared, you'd sleep by my door
and when i thought everyone had abandoned me
Lester, you were always the one at my side
you were so young when we first met
i was young too, and we got along right away
then you and Becky, the mother of your children
i can still remember how cute you two were
when in your outdoor playpen together
and your kids...oh the young ones you and she had!
they resembled their parents so closely
you and Duke were like twins
remember him, Lester? he followed you around
and you would act scared of him
we knew you couldn't raise all 8 of them
even with Becky's help and our support
each and every one was adopted
i still wonder how they're doing..
if they've made it through life okay
the love of your life had to leave you too
and yet, you always remained strong
i don't know how you did it Lester
but you just kept on going
even when you were left alone
you've always been a part of our family
remember all our memories togther, just you and me?
once you buried a fruit cake with your nose
i don't know where you found it
but it must've been at least a year old
and how about all those times in the snow?
you pulled the sled uphill all the time
you watched over me and my friends outdoors
and would start crying
when you couldn't follow us around
what captivates you to spend your life
living outdoors, my dear friend?
chasing rabbits and squirrels away
you seem younger now than i
or is it me who has grown old inside?
i can still remember those school days clearly
Lester you were the one to take me out each day,
even in bad weather, to greet the bus
and whenever you saw me walking home from school
you'd greet me with the warmest of spirits
do you remember my hamster, Skittles?
she's gone now... i still miss her
we put her in a hamster ball
and you pushed her around the house
keeping the cats away in the most comical way
and that cold easter morning
when you fell into the pool with no way out
you swam around in giant circles to keep warm
granpa noticed the cover moving...i'm glad he did
i fear you would have frozen
i care so much for you, Lester
although i rarely have expressed it, i really do
i think you already knew how i felt
i wish we could go back to those days long ago
when time was not a concept; play was all we knew
hours on end we'd be outdoors together
building forts, going on hikes...
you would lead the way and protect me,
guarding me from whatever else was out there
you were the one to first motivate me into going outside
you carried a goose egg in your mouth
several times across murky pond water
only to offer it to me... that lightened my day
and the time you brought back a gopher, and those turkeys
Lester, you've always been able to make me smile
times have since changed
i rarely see daylight anymore...i don't want to be out
no more playful summers, no more sled riding winters
and no more chasing rabbits or squirrels
yet for some reason...i yearn those old days
you always look so sad when no one's around
when no one is playing with you anymore
but then i come close, and your whole face lights up
if i didn't acknoledge you being there
your body would droop once more
with changes comes age, or rather with age comes changes
your sight was starting to get worse
your hearing slowly fading away
now its all gone, you hear nothing
and yet you still smile when i'm near
we've tried to take care of you, we really have Lester
but the time has come... you must go away too
i wish i could say it won't be forever
i hope you'll be in the best of care
...and end up in forever's sleep peacefully
ten years have passed; how did it go by so quickly?
it seems only yesterday we played in the sun together
i'm sure going to miss you when you're gone
you're a girl's best friend; you'll always be in my heart
i love you Lester, my shining puppy dog
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