January 24, 2012

I know you’re there….

Many times in the months since Chances has been gone, I’ve felt that he never really left me. It’s been over a year since he was diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma and near a year since he passed. I found a couple poems that made me cry, as I was thinking of him.

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.

I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,

"It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,

You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.

I want to re-assure you, that I’m not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for your key.

I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said, "It’s me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair

I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.

It’s possible for me to be so near you every day

To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled; I think you knew…

In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning

And say "good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning."&

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And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,

I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out… then come home to be with me.

-Author Unkown

I Loved You Best

So this is where we part, My Friend,

and you’ll run on, around the bend,

gone from sight, but not from mind,

new pleasures there you’ll surely find.

I will go on, I’ll find the strength,

life measures quality, not its length.

One long embrace before you leave,

share one last look, before I grieve.

There are others, that much is true,

but they be they, and they aren’t you.

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will remember well all you’ve taught.

Your place I’ll hold, you will be missed,

the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.

And as you journey to your final rest,

take with you this…I loved you best.