The Old One

I lay here in my room alone
And when I dream, it's of my home
And days long gone when I was new
My family all around me grew.
Those days are past and I am old
Like a child I must now do what I am told.
Decisions are not for me to make.
They're made for me and I must take
The pills, the food, the early bed -
Rules they try to put within my head.
My eyes have dimmed and cannot see
The things that once brought joy to me
All is shadow - shades of gray
So I lay here in my bed and pray
For God to send a shaft of light
To change my world from dark to bright.
My prayers are echoes in my head
And I am still alone here in my bed.
But then I hear a voice from in the hall
Asking to come in and pay a call.
"We're back again to visit you
And introduce to you someone that's new."
The faceless voice is soft and low,
Someone I've just begun to know.
She comes each week with friends who care
And have much love that they will share.
"I've brought my magic boy along this time.
He'll steal your heart as he has mine.
I'm lifting him so he can lay
Right beside you - Merlin stay."
I feel the soft warmth cuddle near
My hand feels his face, his ruff, his ear.
And as I touch - her voice tells me
His colors that I cannot see.
There's comfort in his body pressed
As he lays his head upon my chest.
A wet nose touches on my chin,
I smile and whisper words to him.
Here is one who does not see
What time and age have done to me.
And for a while I feel young again
Talking with a caring friend -
Who wants to know how I have been
What has happened, who I've seen.
There is no rush, I can enjoy
The time I spend with this small boy
And feel his coat so long and free
As he shares his love with me.
The voice says sadly, "Time to go.
We'll be back next week - this you know."
Reluctantly, I kiss his face
Then empty air is in its place.
I hear them as they go next door -
They'll visit with so many more.
I still feel warm where he was near
And feel his little face - so dear.
I hug those thoughts and contemplate
As I lay here in my bed and wait.
-Cyndee Walklet, 2000

The Life and Times of Buttercup


I lay here once more on the edge of this bed.
I snuggle and cuddle close next to his head.
I feel the soft blanket under my tummy.
I know in the dish I have food that is yummy.
Clean cool water to drink is there for me to.
I even have a chew toy that was once his shoe.
I give him my love all I have here to give.
Let me stay close to him and forever more live.
I once sat all alone in a cold wire cage.
Making puppies for pet stores because that was the rage.
I lived there in that puppymill to the ripe age of ten.
It was a terrible place living there in that pen.
I often times wonder where my babies are at night.
I hope for a scrap of food they don't have to fight.
My hips got bad from living on that wire.
Having someone to love was my only desire.
Then one day they sent me to an auction to sell.
I knew in my heart it must be better than this hell.
I couldn't believe all the dogs in that place.
The one next to me kept growling in my face.
Soon off to the table it was my turn to go.
I looked at the people trying to see anyone I know.
The people looked at me and started to bid.
I wished I wasn't here, just wish that I'd hid.
Then off from the back of the room I did see.
The face of an angel looking right straight at me.
The angel raised his arm and began to shout.
I'll take her myself, I'll pay that amount.
Then I was carried away to a cage one last time.
I'd tried to be good and committed no crime.
The cages were opened and dogs left that place.
When my cage was opened I saw the angels face.
He picked me up and held me even though I smelled bad.
I knew by his voice the angel wasn't mad.
Then off to this place that I now call home.
By his side I will stay and never more roam.
I must have been blessed some time long ago.
Because when he holds me tight I just seem to glow.
I often times think about my life long ago.
Rescue people are really angels you know.
They save us from places called puppymills you see.
I pray all my brothers and sisters will someday be free.
-Author Unknown



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