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This
poem is in
memory of our dearly beloved who have passed away...
You're giving me a special
gift, so sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few
cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.
But really, love is knowing
when your best friend is in
pain,
And understanding earthly
acts will only be in vain.
So looking deep into your
eyes, beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that
will once more make me whole.
The strength that you
possess, is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be
done, for it's the only way.
That strength is why I've
followed you, and chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all
these years... my partner 'til the end.
Please, understand just what
this gift, you're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength
I've lost, and all my dignity.
You take a stand on my
behalf, for that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is
right, for I believe it too.
So one last time, I breathe
your scent, and through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within
you, to now grant me this appeal.
Cut the leash that holds me
here, dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady
dog, my pain and struggle done.
And don't despair my passing,
for I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your
heart and memory I'll stay.
I'll be there watching over
you, your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll
run... a young dog once again.
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Author Unknown ~ |
