Sleep | |
| Your suffering shall end soon, though mine has just begun. I do not want to let you go, But I’m told the time has come. I’ll hold you while you go to sleep, and wish that I could too– I do not want to say goodbye; I want to go with you. Sleep now, my precious baby, Dream of your favorite toy, And hide n’ seek and tug of war– Those games that brought us joy. I’ll think how very blessed I've been For all the years we've shared, I'd not trade them for anything– Though this heartbreak would be spared. © 1993 Kathy S. Doerr |
The wandering thoughts of Shelley and Finn (and Whirligig!) on all things dog-related!
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
For all the broken hearts
For my friend Becky who just lost her best friend and is heartbroken. We've all been there, and it never gets any easier. And yet we all do it all over again, for those moments of shared joy and companionship. To all our lost friends...
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