One by One, they pass by
my cage, Too old, too worn, too broken, no way. Way past his time, he can't run
and play. Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore, It seems I am not wanted anymore. I once
had a home, I once had a bed, A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail. Who wants a dog so old and so
frail? My family decided I didn’t
belong, I got in the way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made
in their head, can’t justify how they left me for dead. Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
the younger dogs get adopted and driven away.
When I had almost come to
the end of my rope, you saw my face, and I finally had hope. You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with
age, and I felt like I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me
food and a bed, and shared your own pillow with my poor tired head. We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly and you want me to know.
I may have lived most of
my life with another, But you outshine them with a love so much stronger. And I promise to return all the love I can
give, To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a
week, or for years, we will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes God deems I must
leave, I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the
Bridge, all brand new, My thoughts and my heart will still be with you. And I will brag to all that will hear, Of the
person who made my last days so dear.so
frail? My family decided I didn't belong, I got in their way, my attitude was
wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head, Can't justify how they left me for
dead. Now I sit in this cage, where day after day, The younger dogs get adopted
and driven away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope, You saw my face, and I finally
had hope. You saw thru the grey, and the legs bent with age, And felt I still
had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed, And shared your own pillow with my
poor tired head. We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low, You love me so
dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another, But you outshine them with a
love so much stronger. And I promise to return all the love I can give, To you,
my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years, We will share many smiles, you will
no doubt shed tears. And when the time comes that God deems I must leave, I
know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new, My thoughts and my heart will
still be with you. And I will brag to all who will hear, Of the person who made
my last days so dear.
I thought this was touching. Makes me think of Wilbur and tear up!
~Leslie
