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Never Forget Why
We outlive these
dearest of friends, |
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with broken hearts
that will never mend. |
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A loss so great, it
wounds to the core, |
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never forgotten,
those who came before.
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Relationships forged
though time and trial, |
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until they walk that
last final mile, |
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and when they pass
from beyond our sight, |
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remain close in our
heart, though gone in the night.
Tears come easily
each time we recall, |
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how much they gave;
they gave us their all! |
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Now waiting for us,
on the far other side, |
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they'll be there
when our door opens wide.
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We cannot remain,
endure on memory alone, |
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without the true
love we have intimately known; |
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We can only be
consoled by another new joy, |
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the next
incomparable canine girl or boy!
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So now it's a couple
of Apso's turn, |
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To give great love,
from whom to learn, |
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that life is more
than it appears to be, |
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a proving ground and
the truth to see.
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Zooming is how our
lives should be run, |
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full-speed racing,
bonzai fun! |
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No time to worry or
time to be mad, |
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too precious to
squander, just being sad.
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Advice not taken,
they sleep on the bed, |
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Making a pillow of
their master's head. |
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Demanding another
backyard 'poke'; |
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make up the rules,
or tell an Apso joke!
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Yes, Adam knew just
what he had done, |
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when he named the
dog, a most fitting one. |
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God spelled
backward, and that's just in case, |
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We ever forget this
wondrous gift of grace!
by Ken Widger © |
