Saturday, January 07, 2006

I Stood By Your Bed...

It's been now just over two weeks since Dutch was killed and Alicia and I still miss him so much. I want to say a special thanks to all the "Christi Crew" supporters that have sent me notes of encouragement and sympathy. It does help to know that others are thinking of us during our time of loss.

One faithful visitor to Christi's site who lives in California sent me this touching poem that she got when she lost one of her "fur-babies". If you've ever lost a pet, I'm sure that after reading it you will understand why she still gets tears in her eyes when she reads it. I do too...

I Stood By Your Bed
(However, if this were really Dutch, it would be called
"I Am On Your Bed" because he always slept with us,
as you can see from the photo.)

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 out 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 reassure 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."

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 every day.
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 almost over... I smile and watch you yawning
And say, "Goodnight, 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.

-Author Unknown


The Binary Biker said...

Thanks for the message and your kind comments. Christi's mom, Angela, included this very same poem in her January 1st journal entry. It still chokes me up to read it.

On a "positive" note, we may be headed out to check out a litter of golden pups this weekend and may have a little brother for Ally again very soon. I'll be sure to post pics if/when that happens.

The Binary Biker said...

Hi Pat,

Good to hear from you. Yes, it's confirmed. We're headed over Saturday to check out the pups. They should be close to 4 weeks old now, so they'll be up and around and starting to get their "fluff". I'll be sure to take along the camera!

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