I lay down bleeding, bruised, and sore - broken spirit, just like
before.
Can't he see my pain, my fright? I want to play, and love - not fight.
I see his hand as it comes down, and as he speaks I can hear his frown.
I shrink down closer to the floor, but I know just what ís in
store.
I whimper softly, though in vain. My punishment - a four foot chain.
Left outside for seven days. No food, no water, eyes that glaze.
I rest my eyes, close them tight, trying to forget my plight.
As I open them again, there is no grass, there is no chain.
I see your hand as it comes down, to pat my head, call me a clown.
You laugh and tell me how I snore, then you hug me, and pat me more.
"It was only a dream!" I think with a sigh, and thank the big man up
in the sky.
The pain I endured, it led you to me, and FINALLY "I" am a part of
a "WE".
My heart beats "I love you". I hope you can hear it. There ís
not many out there that can mend a broken
spirit.
Author Unknown
What would I do without you
My precious, furry friend?...
Part mischief, but all blessing,
And faithful to the end!
You look at me with eyes of love:
You never hold a grudge...
You think I'm far too wonderful
To criticize or judge.
It seems your greatest joy in life
Is being close to me...
I think God knew how comforting
Your warm, soft fur would be.
I know you think your human,
But I'm glad it isn't true...
The world would be a nicer place
If folks we're more like you!
A few short years is all we have:
One day we'll have to part...
But you my pet, will always have
A place within my heart.
Hope Marrington Molb