"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 1998
Two Old Souls
When we met was just a short time ago,
eleven years is not long, as we all know.
It goes so fast these few years we share,
we’re suddenly old, no time to spare.
Look at us now, me in my chair with you
in my lap.
We’re settled in for yet another nap.
This used to be play-time, our “exercise”,
to run and play now would be our dimise!
For you can’t run and neither can I,
so that ball on the floor, we’ll just let it lie.
We’re comfortable here snuggled together,
we’ll just stay in, out of the weather.
We’ll watch the young one’s who are
still so athletic,
not old like us with their bones so arthritic.
We have our memories of those days
when we did it all, everything in a craze!
These young one’s now couldn’t have kept
our pace,
we would have put them all in their place!
Sweet memories now as we rock together,
so warm and cozy snuggled here out of the
weather.
I look at you now and your chin is all white,
my hair is to, we must be a sight!
The “golden years” are where we are now,
but each year for us has always been “golden”
somehow.
Our life’s been full, each moment we savor,
each memory stored in our hearts forever.
So we’ll just sit here and savor some more,
see who wakes who with the loudest snore!
Content we are and content we will stay --
two old souls, rockin’ the day away.
Kathy Henderson 1998
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