My life was nearly at it's end
And that's when you stepped in.

My hope was gone, only fear remained,
You had come to deliver me from my pain.

I had no trust left on which to draw,
You reached for me...I began to crawl.

How could I know then, what was to be?
What your touch of love could bring to me?

You instinctively knew my every need
My confidence and body you began to feed.

My trust in you had begun to build
Achieving the result that you had willed.

Your relentless efforts in my behalf
Outlined the blueprint your mind did draft.

For the outcome that only your vision could see
My life filled with love and free to be me.

These weeks and months you labor in love
To restore tm what was stolen...and I rise above.

This bond we have created I have never known
Look what honor, trust and love have sown.

Yours words say that I am now going to leave
Please don't make me go! My heart will grieve.

These people are wonderful...but you own my heart
With tears in your eyes, you say it's my new start.

Looking back now, I understant what you said that day,
You had reformed me as though I was a type of clay.

My new family loves me, and now my joy is complete
I trust and adore them, only your memory can compete.

And I will carry you with me to my dying day
Treasured few are gifted with your loving way.

I know now it was God's will for us to part
So you could give another their new start.

When you get to the Rainbow Bridge do you know what you'll see?
Everyone of us you worked so hard to free.

God gave people dominion over the animals, that's true.
But God, with His wisdom, then created people like you.

In Heaven, we'll sing a song in honor of you, and your heart will see,
What your gift of love gave us, we each lived our lives "free to be me"

Written by Pamela S Eggers in honor of Magnolia on her rescue day
 

She did not know that she was dead,
But, when the pang was o'er,
Sat down to wait her Master's tread
Upon the Golden Floor.

With ears full-cock and anxious eyes,
Impatiently resigned,
But ignorant that Paradise
Did not admit her kind.

Persons with Haloes, Harps and Wings
Assembled and reproved,
Or talked to her of Heavenly things,
But Dinah never moved.

There was one step along the Stair
That led to Heaven's Gate;
And, till she heard it, her affair
Was -- she explained -- to wait.

And she explained with flattened ear,
Bared lip and milky tooth --
Storming against Ithuriel's spear
That only proved her truth!

Sudden -- far down the Bridge of Ghosts
That anxious spirits climb --
She caught that step in all the hosts,
And knew that he had come.

She left them wondering what to do,
But not a doubt had she.
Swifter than her own squeal she flew
Across the Glassy Sea;

Flushing the Cherubs everywhere,
And skidding as she ran,
She refuged under Peter's Chair
And waited for her Man.

There spoke a Spirit out of the press,
Said: -- "Have you any here
That saved a fool from drunkenness,
And a coward from his fear?

"That turned a soul from dark to day
When other help was vain;
That snatched it from Wanhope and made
A cur a man again ?"

"Enter and look," said Peter then,
And set the Gate ajar.
"If I know aught of women and men
I trow she is not far."

"Neither by virtue, speech nor art
Nor hope of Grace to win;
But godless innocence of heart
That never heard of sin;

"Neither by beauty nor belief
Nor white example shown.
Something a wanton -- more a thief --
But -- most of all -- mine own."

"Enter and look," said Peter then,
"And send you well to speed;
But, for all that I know of women and men,
Your riddle is hard to read."

Then flew Dinah from under the Chair,
Into his arms she flew --
And licked his face from chin to hair,
And Peter passed them through!

-Rudyard Kipling