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One by one, they file past my cage Too old, too worn, too broken, no way Way past his time, he can't run and play Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way A little old man, arthritic and sore It seems I am not wanted anymore I once had a home, I once had a bed A place that was warm, and where I was fed |
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Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes slowly fail Who wants a dog so old and so frail? My family decided I didn't belong I got in their way; my attitude was wrong
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When I had almost come to the end of my rope You saw my face, and I finally had hope You saw through the grey and the legs bent with age And felt that I still had life beyond this cage You took me home, gave me food and a bed And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head We snuggle and play and you talk to me low You love me so dearly, you want me to know |
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I may have lived most of my life with another But you outshine them with a love so much stronger And I promise to return all the love I can give To you, my dear person, as long as I live I may be with you for a week or for years We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears And when the time comes that God deems I must leave I know you will cry and your heart it will grieve |
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And when I arrive at the Bridge all brand new My thoughts and my heart will still be with you And I will brag to all that will hear Of the person who made my last days oh, so dear Author Unknown Stories HOME |
