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Bandet

I was ten when you first came into my life You were not meant to be mine Yet I was the only one you wondered to The first rely think in my life I could call mine You were soft and silky Milk and honey When I was scared With thunder games I would hold you tight Hide my face deep in your soft cot You would just site in the bath rub with me Pretending we were hiding from some great giant With the passing years We grow close You became my best friend A comfort when loneness became too much to bare The place we went were filled with love Yet as I was hear before you You left before me When a seizer took you from this world With your sad eyes peering at me I pulled you onto my lap Held you like I did when puppy years kept you small And as I tears fell from my eyes Your tong gently licked them from my cheeks Trying to even then comfort me We took you to the vet Tried all that money could buy But you were in pain Your soft brown eyes telling it all I wanted to keep you Selfishness rage out Yet my hart could see the truth So I held you while they took your pain away When I die I know you’ll be waiting for me And together well look for Heavens gates On this rode we may find a gat with no sings The first will be graded by a man Calming heavens gates So we walk forward But a hand stops us “The dog must stay” With your head pressed to my leg I turn from this gate “Don’t you want to enter heavens glory?” As we turned no answer need to be given For all dogs go to heaven Heaven is with you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/21/2012 12:39:00 PM
It was a pleasure to read your poetry this Monday afternoon Erica. I wish you much inspiration that you may continue with your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Have a wonderful fun loving week and keep the old pen flowing. Love, Carol
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