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 down 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 re-assure 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... I smile and
watch you yawning
and say "Good-night, 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
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