17/03/2024
One by One, they pass by my name, "Too old, too worn, too broken - no way.
Way past his time, he can't run and play, He'll die too soon," they all seem to say.
A little old man, arthritic and sore, It seems that I am wanted no more. I once had a home, I once had a bed, A place that was warm, and whereI was fed.
My family decided I didn't belong I got in their way or my attitude was wrong.
For whatever reason they felt in their head, If it wasn't for rescue, l'd certainly be dead.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
Why can't they see that I too deserve love? Our Creator is the same from heaven above. Now I sit in this place, where day after day, The younger dogs get adopted away Give me a home, to God I pray. But they shake their heads and go on their way.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope, You saw my face, and l finally had hope. You saw thru the gray, and the legs bent with age, And felt i still had life beyond this cage. You took me home, gave me food and a bed, And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head. We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low, You love me so dearly, you want me to know. may have lived most of my life with another, But you outshine them with a love so much stronger. And I promise to retun all the love I can give, To you, my dear person, as long as I live. I may be with you for a week or many years, We will hare many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes that God deems I must leave, I know you will cry and your heart, it will rieve
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new, My thoughts and my heart will still be with you. I willbrag to all round me who will hear, Of the wonderful person who made my last days dear.
