to an old dog…
You are getting older
slower, sleeping more, you seem
to be hiding from us more often.
i wish you could speak with words
instead of flowing furry feelings,
such sad eyes.
Are you old friend in pain?
Will we know when that time comes?
Will we know when saying goodbye to you,
is the most necessary and humane thing to do?
How will I be able to tell?
When you do not walk so well?
When you stop eating or drinking?
When you stop dreaming?
Will we know when the time comes to put you down?
Will we know when it is best for you, to visit, that fabled “Rainbow Bridge.”??
How do we know when it is best for us to let you go?
A sad sad song for an old mighty dog.
I cannot help but selfish wish,this choice comes later, rather than sooner.
We still love you so very much.
Your a part of Us.
You still eat your treats, wag your tail, jump up to greet us,
still long to play or have a pet between your ears.
So afraid to let go of you before your time.
We never want to hurt you-or desert you.
I hope that day comes later rather than sooner.
I am still not ready for that final goodbye.
You still have that twinkle in your eye. That smile upon your lips.
A good friend, the best kind.
oh, gosh how will we ever know, when that time comes
to say one last goodbye?