Dog Poems


MAY I GO?

May I go now?
Do you think the time is right?
May I say goodbye to pain filled days
and endless lonely nights?

I've lived my life and done my best,
an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond
and set my spirit free?

I didn't want to go at first,
I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now
to a warm and loving light.

I want to go. I really do.
It's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can
to live just one more day.

To give you time to care for me
and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and afraid,
because I see your tears.

I'll not be far, I promise that,
and hope you'll always know
that my spirit will be close to you
wherever you may go.

Thank you so for loving me.
You know I love you, too.
That's why it's hard to say goodbye
and end this life with you.

So hold me now just one more time
and let me hear you say,
because you care so much for me,
you'll let me go today.

~ Susan A. Jackson ~





THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE

I see by his coat he must be a stray,
The untidy look gives him away.
Heís lost his will and is so thin,
Hasnít eaten since God knows when.
I know as I coax him through the door,
Thereís always room for one more.

The other night in the freezing rain, 
That little female came again.
Matted and soaked, crying in need,
Lost and alone with babies to feed.
Her pleading eyes I couldnít ignore,
Thereís always room for one more.

Thereís a new face on the docks today,
Hungry but clean, to our dismay,
I stroked her head, her body rippled, 
When she got up I saw she was crippled.
She started to go, but fell on the floor.
Thereís always room for one more.

Thereís the poor doggy standing in the rain,
Iíve tried to entice him time and again.
One ear is lopsided, the otherís been torn,
Blind in one eye, lost and forlorn.
Heís coming now, so Iíll open the door.
Thereís always room for one more.

These stories are true, 
As Iíve said before,
Thereís always room for one more.

~ Author Unknown ~





TOUCH OF THE NET

I've lost a friend I didn't know,
The message came today,
Propelled through wires at speed of light,
From near or far away. 

A noble friend, of ancient blood,
A staunch and mighty guard,
A loving comfort, hero spawn,
Fair grist for any bard. 

He left behind a family
And friends to mourn his death,
She left behind a wash of tears,
As she breathed her last breath. 

Computer networks span the globe
And contact now is found
With folks that we may never see
But feel with touch profound. 

The dots of light on screen of glass
Shape words of joy or pain,
We teach and learn and share our lives
And blessings deep we gain. 

So now I sit with sniffling nose
And tears flow down my face,
I share a loss and try to find
Pure words of peace and grace. 

A dog has died, but more than that,
A precious life has passed.
We take them in, they bless our lives,
Then leave us much too fast.

God grant us peace and mem'ries long,
Our short-lived friends to keep,
In stories, images, and thoughts,
To calm us as we weep. 

Now, lightning's brother, speed my words,
Through fibers, disks, and such.
May cold computer magic turn
To caring, human touch. 

~ Bob Stewart, 2/24/98 ~





A SHEPHERD'S PRAYER

I live among God's creatures now
In heavens of your mind
So do not grieve for me, my friend
As I am with my kind.

My collar is a rainbow's hue
My leash is a shooting star
My boundaries are the milky way
Where I sparkle from afar.

There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined
But free to roam God's heavens
Among my shepherd kind.

I nap the day on a snowy cloud
And gentle breezes are rocking me
I dream the dreams of earthing
And how it used to be.

The trees are full of liver treats
And tennis balls abound
And milkbones line the walking ways
Just waiting to be found.

There even is a ring set up
The grass all lush and green
And everyone who gaits around
Becomes the "Best Of Breed".

For we're all winners in this place
We have no faults you see
And God passes out the ribbons
To each one--even me.

I drink from waters laced with gold
My world a beauty to behold
And wise old dogs do form my pride
To amble at my very side.

At night I sleep in an angel's arms
Her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us
As stardust falls on thee.

So when your life on earth is spent
And you reach heaven's gate
Have no fear of loneliness
For here, you know I wait.

~ Author Unknown ~


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