vince III tamani
Poem 9, At the End of Time.
Poem 9, At the End of Time.
I am a dog up in age and wise in so many ways,
but there was one thing I never knew…
What it would mean for me to leave you,
My bones are old… I know my time is through.
You are my master and I your friend,
and our time on earth would not so shortly end.
My eyes grow tired, my heart grows dim,
how you have loved me… the times we have shared,
no one else’s love is worthy of compare.
The pillow fights… the tug of wars of days that are long since past,
the times I’ve run with you down hill, going much too fast.
With my head upon your lap, I know
I must cross over… and I can't come back.
Your hands on me, and the sweet silence of your tears,
Are slowly comforting all my fears.
The time has come, dear heart, I must go,
you will remember me always, I know.
I will wait for you on distant shore
a place called Rainbow Bridge in folklore.,
I heard many things about heaven, but I was not sure,
until this very moment in time,
when all is frozen…and your world is being left behind.
In just a twinkling of an eye I'm free,
and my pain is but a distant memory,
I glance ahead, so that I might see
All the beauty and hope, that encompasses me,
I Glance back for you once more to see,
and as I do I hear you say
'Run free, my dearest friend and play,
for we will be together again someday.
I will see you when my time is at end,
And once again, we’ll be best of friends.'
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