She talked about how this was one of her favorite sets and that she had just lost her beloved Westie, Chansey. My heart went out to her. A flood of memories came pouring back from when we lost our dear, sweet Missy the Boxer. And then, I received an email from another of my friends who is facing difficult decisions with her furbaby.
I decided to put stamping aside, opting to create in another way. I hope this poem I wrote will bring solace to all who have lost a loving, faithful companion. It is a work in progress, but I had to share it with you anyway. It doesn't have a title.
Silent footsteps echo,
Down an empty hall.
No wagging tail, no playful yip
To heed a master's call.
Although we dearly love them
There will always come the day
When another Master summons
And our pets are called away.
But they never really leave us,
They rest safely in our hearts.
And as we think of fonder times,
We are never far apart.
For faithfully they watch us,
Standing over us they guard.
Waiting for the special day
When we meet in Heaven's yard.
A joyful yip, a playful nip!
It seems like yesterday!
Because they never really left us,
They never went away!
In the grander scheme of things,
God made Man a special friend.
With four feet and fur and wagging tail,
To love us without end...
Hugs to all who have lost a "fur-ever" friend. I will be back tomorrow! Until next time...