Spirit Dog Poem

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 the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

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."

Picture showed a little girl at the top of stairs with her spirit dog's head on her shoulders.



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 everyday.
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."
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....

Dear Deb,
Lovely.Thanks
Stephen

I absolutely love that,Debs.

Reminds me of when we lost our Pippin. Oyr small Yorkshire terrier.
The day she was put to sleep,we 'saw' her making her way into the bedroom,looking for her bed....

Joan xxx

Thank you Stephen, I thought so also.

Ah, I'm sorry you lost your Yorkie Joan.

I lost a dog a few years ago that I had had for years.
I was not home when she died and something came over me and I became full of grief and became quite emotional; but did not know what was happening at the time till I got home.

I'll have to post a photo of a parakeet I had for many years that passed of old age. He came to me in an apparition of smoke one night. Very clearly with a a heart below him.

I'm having trouble posting pictures any more here. Any clue why?