Make My Day!!
A little ball of fur with four legs and a tongue,
The fastest in the west and I barr none!
We weren’t even home yet but I already knew,
I was wrapped round your paw and my heart you’d won to!
We made it through puppyhood tho’ quite often I’d say,
“Go ahead, you little brat, go ahead, make my day!!”
You’d grin at me then with the devil in your eyes!
Oh, the games you played would be my demise!
When you grew tired of harassing “poor old Mom”,
It was only my lap you sought to sleep on.
I’d look at you then, so tiny, so sweet,
Little legs jerking as you dream in sleep.
My buddy, my baby, you’ve grown up to be
The most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me.
A different tone now to my voice when I say….
Come here, little one, come here, make my day.
Kathy Henderson
11 - 1998
"Memories"
All of us can reminisce
about the pets that we all miss.
A piece of us they took with them
each and every one a gem.
We shouldn't dwell on their last days
the pain we felt and our heartaches.
They gave much more to us than pain,
all those memories we all claim.
The antics of a puppy or kitten
with laughter we were so often smitten.
They pounced and bounced after their "prey",
so clumsy, so cute in their baby ways.
Their teenage years were amusing as well,
training time then (we worked hard for that).
How many times did we have those "special"
chats?
Then to find how well they trained "us",
leaves us wondering what we failed to discuss!
Hearts of gold with eyes so mischievous,
they owned our hearts trying hard to please
us.
The perfect gentlemen and that little lady,
knew who owned who, no question or maybe!
They gave us everything they had to give
even times we don't want to relive!
Re-arranged our homes, landscaped our lawns
and the flower bed, who knows where its
gone!
Precious memories they left for us,
memories that help a broken heart smile.
We'll keep them inside our hearts and our
minds.
Always near, never hard to find.
Kathy Henderson
9 - 1998
Misty Blue Days
The weather outside is misty and blue,
Its times like this that I think of you.
The loneliness sets in `bout this time each day
When the days work is done and all put away.
These misty blue days were always our best.
We’d just hang together play house-games and jest.
Nighttime would come, we’d snuggle up then,
Watch TV together or talk of times when.
Course I did the talking and you’d just listen
While I stroked your coat, my, how it glistened.
You shared my life, each thought, each fear.
I held you so close for so many years.
Try as I might I just can’t adjust
To being without you tho I know I must.
Everything here a reminder of you
For everything here you were a part of to.
I don’t think I realized just how the bond
Between us had grown so very strong.
Right by my side day in and day out,
My constant companion, my baby no doubt.
These misty blue days are so hard to bear,
The memories so strong of those days we shared.
So lonely here without you around
As I look `round the house, the house without sound.
Kathy Henderson
11 - 1998
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