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Memorial Poems
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.
My forever friend,
You’re giving me a special gift, so sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days, your courage makes me proud.
But really, love is knowing when your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts will only be in vain.
So looking deep into your eyes, beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will once more make me whole.
The strength that you possess is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done, for it’s the only way.
That strength is why I’ve followed you, and chose you as my friend,
And why I’ve loved you all these years…My partner till the end.
Please, understand just what this gift you’re giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I’ve lost, and all my dignity.
You take a stand on my behalf, for that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right, for I believe it too.
So one last time, I breathe your scent, and through your hand I feel,
The courage that’s within you,To now grant me this appeal.
Cut the leash that holds me here, dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog, my pain and struggle done.
And don’t despair my passing, for I won’t be far away,
Forever here, within your heart, and memory I’ll stay.
I’ll be there watching over you, your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I’ll run… a young dog once again.
In Memory of Asta, Feb. 1997
(c) Karen Clouston
Your Shadow
There’s a shadow looming over me,
it follows me everywhere I go.
No one else can see it,
but it’s there, I know.
It puts a smile on my face,
when I find a lock of golden hair.
It brings a tear to my eye,
when your gentle expression isn’t there.
It watches over me as I sleep,
crying out your name.
It longs to comfort me as I cry,
wishing the pain would go away.
It guides me through my grieving,
as I long to see you again.
It’s always there beside me,
a kind and gentle friend.
It never leaves my side,
no matter what I do.
It will always be behind me,
and I suppose it’s you.
You may have left this world,
your body is no longer here.
But you never left my heart,
because your memory is still there.
Your spot on the floor is empty,
your favorite toy no longer squeaks.
And when all the dogs are barking,
you don’t make a peep.
Your collar is no longer worn,
and your dish remains clean.
And when I look for signs of you,
they cannot be seen.
But your shadow looms over me,
following me everywhere I go.
No one else can see it,
but it’s there. I know.
If It Should Be
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this – the last battle – can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close – we two – these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
They Will Not Go Quietly
By Linda Barnes
They will not go quietly,
The cats who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
Their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
We hear a meow at the door.
Or step back when we drop
A tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
The food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
We miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
And a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
Belongs to them . . . and always will.