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Kristen Bailey Poem
When I lost my partner, I thought I would die,
It seemed so unfair, it must be a lie.
It had to be my hands that ended his life.
A responsibility that cut sharp, like a knife.
He was old and In pain, and I had to let go.
I had to give back the love that he showed.
It was the hardest decision I ever made,
The most painful cost of kindness I ever paid.
I knew he was staying here to be with me,
Beyond my needs and wants I had to see.
What I was doing for him was truly the best,
It was time to put my partner to rest.
When it was over I was lost and alone.
There was no one there when I came home.
The house was so quiet and in my heart, such a hole.
I realized it was time to find a new soul.
I would go to the same place that I found him at first.
I would go there and find a soul that had seen worse.
I would love him and keep him and show him the way,
I would give him all I had, every single day.
At first I was worried I couldn’t share that love.
Then I knew it was the right thing, guided by above.
I brought home a new partner that day in July.
I saw so much of my old partner when I looked in his eyes.
I knew my old partner would wish him to have,
All the love and affection that he once had had.
I didn’t feel guilty loving again,
Another soul I had rescued and was reminded again,
It’s not them that I rescue, it’s me in disguise.
I reach where I should be as I start to rise.
Above the hate, and the greed and all the rest.
All I had to do was do my absolute best.
To love these animals to the best of my ability,
And in return they give me an eternity.
Of unconditional love, memories and more.
I will never regret the day they each walked through my door.
Copyright © Kristen Bailey | Year Posted 2018
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The day he came home, I thought he was saved.
As he accepted my family, I believed he was brave.
He became a member of the small circle I love.
He was clearly sent to me from someone above.
At age three, he already lived a hard life.
Our new beginning, showed a future so bright.
When Sam chose us at the shelter that day,
I believed we could show him love the right way.
I wanted to teach him all the wonderful things.
Like what unconditional love and patience can bring.
They called Sam a "Rescue" in need of our help.
His compassion and character made my heart melt.
So that day at the shelter, did we rescue Sam?
Because it seems I was rescued and know how blessed I am.
Now our time is over, it's time to let go.
After 13 years together, it's out of love he must know.
So reluctantly I send him back to whom sent him to me.
Knowing I'll see him again, hoping he'll remember me.
Comforted now only; by the knowledge he's free.
Copyright © Kristen Bailey | Year Posted 2015
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Kristen Bailey Poem
It’s the way the back of your hand touches mine and we instinctively entwine our fingers..
It’s the way you find new can of shaving cream when you are almost out of your old one without mentioning a word about it….
It’s the way we look at each other across the room and in our deep invisible embrace, the rest of the room fades away and all we see is each other even though we are 100 feet apart…
It’s the way you spontaneously kiss me on the cheek, showing all your love, appreciation and adoration in that one 3 second act….
It’s the way you find avocados in the refrigerator when you know I can’t stand them but I know you love them…
It’s the way you find my sweater or relinquish your jacket to my shoulders when I’m cold….
It’s the way you wolf down the awful dinner before you, a creation I thought you’d love that clearly went wrong, with a smile and sing my praises….
It’s the way you find yourself arguing with your best friend because he says something negative about me even though you know what he is saying is true…
It’s the way you find coffee made when you wake up in the morning, every morning, when you know I don’t drink coffee….
It’s the way you know to grab me and hold me in your arms before my tears appear….
It’s the way I am polite and patient while your mother comes to visit and criticizes me…
It’s the way you tell your mother to back off while I’m being patient and polite…
It’s the way you wear that awful sweater every winter just because I knitted it for you, even though the sleeves are different lengths…
It’s the bashful way you look to the ground after a mind reading stare, thinking of the night before…
It’s the way you stay after church with me talking to people you have nothing in common with while maintaining a smile just because it’s important to me….
It’s the way I make sure there is plenty of oil and other fluids in your car before you take a long trip…
It’s the way I hold your face in my hands with your head on my lap as you tell me about a particularly bad day…
It’s how excited you get when I tell you about a personal triumph that doesn’t affect you in any way…
It’s the way you turn on the heater as I am in the shower so I don’t freeze when I get out….
It’s the way I lay out the clean towels on the top of the toilet lid for you when you are in the shower so you don’t have to walk across the bathroom for one…
It’s the way you put on my favorite cologne just before coming to bed making it just for my enjoyment and no one else’s…
It’s all the little things we do to show how much we love each other….
Copyright © Kristen Bailey | Year Posted 2019
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A is how she's always there for us
M is for moments that we share
O is for owies that she doctors
T is for thousands of things we ask of her
H is for hundreds of "thank you's" we still owe
E is for the echo of her love
R is for returns of love we send
S is for silly times and laughter
L is for lectures that she gave
O is for over the top understanding
V is for visiting we enjoy
E is for endless hugs and kisses
Copyright © Kristen Bailey | Year Posted 2018
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