When Our Pets Pass

I got really sick
Or else I was old,
I need to go now
My owners were told.

It happened so quick
I just went to sleep,
I hurt no longer
My owners would weep.

I went to heaven
And barked at the door,
"Please let me come in"
"I can play once more.

I know my owners
Are really so sad,
I usually was good
Yet sometimes was bad.

I had a good home
For that I was blessed,
I'll seem them again
When they lay to rest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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November 9, 2012 at 8:11 PM
Sad poem... Kelly, , thank you for sharing your poem, always :-) PD
Dietrich Avatar
January 17, 2012 at 8:01 PM
A cute idea here for a poem, Kelly. I like to think my miniature Eskimo Ollyver is in heaven. I could swear he came to me in a dream to visit me one night!!
Eastman Avatar
May 2, 2011 at 12:17 PM
Very nicely written.
Mehta Avatar
February 19, 2011 at 6:53 PM
very touchy and moving write, Kelly
Prewitt Avatar
February 19, 2011 at 7:34 AM
This almost made me cry! It reminds me of my doggie! This is a well done poem.
Kendrick Avatar
February 19, 2011 at 4:48 AM
Good work..Enjoyed..Sara
Thekidster Avatar
February 19, 2011 at 3:58 AM
Caregivers to furbabies everywhere will all certainly relate to this. Been there and done that too many times myself. Great Job Kelly. *TheKidsterWasHere* http://www.critters.com/main.php?action=view&mem_id=7391&logoff=true
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