The following poems and story were sent to me by friends who wanted to help lift my spirits after I lost a very special friend and member of my family...Yoda.
It is my hope, that by putting them here for everyone to read and enjoy, they may help someone else as they proved to help me.
MY SOFT PAWS
When I left you earlier
I trotted away
On my soft paws.
I am at peace now,
Waiting for the day
when I will see you again.
I am never cold or hungry
There are many cat friends here--
All waiting, as I am,
For their special people from home
To join them.
We chase rainbows and butterflies,
Romping like foolish kittens,
Spilling and tumbling through the fields
Until we fall together and sleep--
Dreaming of our past lives.
Sometimes, in the middle of play
One of us jumps up suddenly
And runs on soft paws
To the person from home
Who has come to join them.
And so I wait with joyful anticipation,
For I know my day will come as well
When I jump into your arms,
Purring against your loving face
As you hold me, oh, so tightly.
When you turn to see me in the room,
When you hear my sweet voice in the night,
When you feel my soft paws on your legs,
These are my reminders to you
That I am waiting.......
Written by, Darlene Squires
A Doggy Door
My best friend closed his eyes last night
As his head was in my hand
The doctors said he was in pain
And it was hard for him to stand
The thoughts that scurried through my head
As I cradled him in my arms
Were of his younger puppy years
And Oh....his many charms
Today there was no gentle nudge
With an intense "I Love You" gaze
Only a heart that's filled with tears
Remembering our joy filled days
But an Angel just appeared to me
And he said, "You should cry no more
He's installed a doggy door!!!"
*AUTHOR UNKNOWN*
IF IT SHOULD BE
If it should be that I grow weak
And the pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
You will be sad, I understand
Don't let your grief then stay your hand
For this day more that all the rest
Your love for me must stand the test
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears
You'd not want me to suffer so
The time has come to let me go
Take me where my need they'll tend
And please stay with me until the end
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you have sown for me
Although my tail its last has waved
From pain and suffering I've saved
Please do not grieve, it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do
We've been so close, we two, these years
Don't let your heart hold back its tears
*AUTHOR UNKNOWN*
BEWARE THE LEASH
It appears quite harmless
On the pet shop wall.
It's just a training tool
To teach, protect, that's all.
One end is for your friend,
One end you will hold.
It easily unattaches
Or so you have been told.
But what about the perfect fit
Molded by good times shared?
A bond has subtly grown
Because two hearts have cared.
It's no longer leather,
It seeks no restraining.
A ribbon of love has formed
Attachment unending.
Too soon the heartstring sags,
Leather reclaims the wall.
Numbly your grasp searches;
One end is filled---that's all.
Beware the leash, my friends.
Its powers are great indeed.
For if it ties your hearts,
They will know eternity.
By, Shannon & Maureen Andrews
A PLACE CALLED HEAVEN
An old man and his dog were walking along a country road, enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to the man that he had died. He remembered dying, and realized, too, that the dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road would lead them, and continued onward.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall, white arch that gleamed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He was pleased that he had finally arrived at heaven, and the man and his dog walked toward the gate. As he got closer, he saw someone sitting at a beautifully carved desk off to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, but is this heaven?"
"Yes, it is, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The gatekeeper gestured to his rear, and the huge gate began to open.
"I assume my friend can come in..." the man said, gesturing toward his dog. But the reply was "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought about it, then thanked the gatekeeper, turned back toward the road, and continued in the direction he had been going. After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill, and he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate. There was no fence, and it looked as if the gate had never been closed, as grass had grown up around it.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man just inside, sitting in the shade of a tree in a rickety old chair, reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there," the man said, pointing to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and make yourself at home."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"He's welcome too, and there's a bowl by the pump," he said.
They walked through the gate and, sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a dipper hanging on it and a bowl next to it on the ground. The man filled the bowl for his dog, and then took a long drink himself. When both were satisfied, he and the dog walked back toward the man, who was sitting under the tree waiting for them, and asked, "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "It certainly doesn't look like heaven, and there's another man down the road who said that place was heaven."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?
"Yes, it was beautiful."
"Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it offend you for them to use the name of heaven like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but it actually saves us a lot of time. They screen out the people who are willing to leave their best friends behind."
*Author Unknown*
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