Do not stand by my grave and weep
Do not stand by my grave and weep, I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am a diamond glint of snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starshine at night. Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there I did not die.
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 'til 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 breath your scent and through you 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, with 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.
Dear God, please send me somebody who'll care!
I'm tired of running, I'm sick with despair.
My body is aching, it's so racked with pain,
and dear God I pray, as I run in the rain,
That someone will love me and give me a home,
a warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone.
My last owner tied me all day in the yard Sometimes with no water, and God that was hard. So I chewed my leash, and God I ran away, To rummage in garbage and live as a stray. But now God, I'm tired and hungry and cold, and I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old.
They've chased me with sticks and hit me with stones, while I run the streets just looking for bones! I'm not really bad, God, please help if you can, for I have become just a "Victim of Man!" I'm wormy, dear God and I'm ridden with fleas, and all that I want is an Owner to please!
If you find one for me God, I'll try to be good, and I won't chew their shoes, and I'll do as I should. I'll love them, protect them and try to obey... when they tell me to sit, to lie down or to stay! I don't think I'll make it too long on my own, cause I'm getting so weak and I'm so all alone.
Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry, cause I'm so afraid God, that I'm gonna die. And I've got so much love and devotion to give, that I should be given a new chance to Live! So dear God, please answer my prayer, and send me someone who will REALLY care...
That is, dear God, if YOU'RE REALLY there!
We have the right to be full members of your family. We thrive on social interaction, praise, and love. We have the right to stimulation. We need new games, new toys, new experiences, and new smells to be happy. We have the right to regular exercise. Without it, we could become hyper, sluggish...or fat. We have the right to have fun. We enjoy acting like clowns now and then; don't expect us to be predictable all the time. We have the right to quality health care. Please stay good friends with our vet! We have the right to a good diet. Like some people, we don't know what's best for us. We depend on you. We have the right not to be rejected because of your expectations that we be great show dogs or show cats, watchdogs, hunters, or baby-sitters. We have the right to receive proper training. Otherwise, our good relationship could be marred by confusion and strife - and we could become dangerous to ourselves and others. We have the right to guidance and correction based on understanding and compassion, rather than abuse. We have the right to live with dignity...and to die with dignity when the time comes.
High up in the courts of Heaven today A little dog angel waits With the other dog angels she will not play But she sits alone at the gates "For I know my mistress will come" says she "And when she comes she will call for me" The other angels pass her by As they hurry towards the throne And she watches them with a wistful eye As she sits at the gates alone "But I know that if I just wait patiently that someday my mistress will call for me" And her mistress, down on Earth below As she sits in her easy chair Forgets sometimes, and whispers low To the dog who is not there. And the little dog angel cocks her ears And dreams that her mistress' voice she hears. And when at last her mistress waits Outside in the cold and dark For the hand of death to open the door She will hear a sound through the gathering dark A little dog angel's bark.
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 so softly, as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you - I'm fine, I'm well, 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 wished I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care, I wanted 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 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 now, 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's so much for you to see, Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from the Bridge. Here I dwell with God above. Here there's no more tears of sadness. Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight, God and I are closest to you... in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years, because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night... "My day was not in vain." And now I am contented... that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along I made somebody smile. God says: "If you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street with me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind." "And when it's time for you to go... from that body to be free. Remember you're not going... you're coming here to me."