It is a beautiful poem. Very touching. From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Lynda Sent: Friday, December 09, 2011 2:54 PM To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [Chihuahuas] This so true of our Rescues
tears streaming down my eyes (at my desk) - a beautiful piece... "I wish my book of life was written in pencil … There are a few pages I would like to erase" ________________________________ From: "KH LeMarr" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Friday, December 9, 2011 3:50:17 PM Subject: [Chihuahuas] This so true of our Rescues > One by one, they pass my cage, > Too old, too worn, too broken, no way. > Way past his time, he can't run and play. > They shake their heads slowly and go on their way. > > A little old man, arthritic and sore, > It seems I am not wanted anymore > I once had a home, I once had a bed, > A place that was warm, and where I was fed. > > Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail. > Who wants a dog so old and so frail? > My family decided I didn't belong, > I got in their way, my attitude was wrong. > > Whatever excuse they made in their head, > Can't justify how they left me for dead. > Now I sit in this cage, where day after day, > Those younger dogs get adopted away. > > When I had almost come to the end of my rope, > You saw my face, and I finally had hope. > You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with age, > And felt I still had life beyond the cage > > You took me home, gave me food and a bed. > And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head. > We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low, > You love me so dearly, you want me to know. > > I may have lived most of my life with another, > But you outshine them with a love so much stronger. > And I promise to return all the love I can give, > To You, my dear person, as long as I live. > > I may be with you for a week or for years, > We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. > And when the time comes that God deems I must leave, > I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve. > > And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new, > My thoughts and my heart will still be with you. > And I will brag to all who will hear, > Of the angel who made my last days so dear. > > Author~Unknown > [cid:[email protected]] Kitty and the Canine Gang, Maxx, Jill, Baby and Bits Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened. Anatoe France
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