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| A Collection of Humane Words and Work CIRCLES Of COMPASSION Edited By Elaine Sichel REMEMBERING LEGACIES In my Dreams Gina Richey Don�t close the door don�t push me away Why are you leaving? don�t make me stay. Slow down the car I can�t keep up The pavement is hot and my pads are cut. I�ve got to quit running or my heart will pop Every muscle is aching Why didn�t you stop I�m so hungry and thirsty darkness is near But shouldn�t I leave, he will come for me here, Several weeks have passed I�m dead on my feet They call me a nuisance because I eat off the streets. Every car that passes I chase to see If it is my master coming for me. Thought I approach those that come near With trust in my eyes and no sign of fear With hate in their voice and a cold heartless stare They threaten to kill me they don�t even care. Batter my body with rocks that they throw I will not leave he will come, don�t they know? Overtaken by weakness my body is numb I�m sick and so lonely oh please, let him come! I will go back to where he first threw me out I�ll wait for him there he will come, no doubt. My thoughts are fading my chest feels like lead I�m sleepy, so sleepy I can�t lift my head. It�s so quiet so peaceful all remains still There is my master at home on the hill. Yes, I can see him He�s calling my name His voice is so gentle his hands are the same. He decided he wants me things will be fine I really do love him that master of mine. My tail wags with pleasure I can�t catch my breath, He came in my dreams� but so did my death. |
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