Lend Me A Pup – poem

puppy rottweiler

 

I will lend to you for a while,
a pup, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and mourn for him when he’s dead.

Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe two or three
But will you, ’till I call him back,
take care of him for me.

He’ll bring his charms to gladden you
and (should his stay be brief)
you’ll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,
since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.

I’ve looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd’s life’s land
I have chosen you.

Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come
to take my Pup back again.

I fancied that I heard them say
“Dear Lord Thy Will be Done,”
For all the joys this Pup will bring,
the risk of grief we’ll run.

We’ll shelter him with tenderness
we’ll love him while we may
And for the happiness we’ve known
forever grateful stay

But should you call him back
much sooner than we’ve planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand.

If, by our love, we’ve managed,
your wishes to achieve
In memory of him we loved,
to help us while we grieve,

When our faithful bundle
departs this world of strife,
We’ll have yet another Pup
and love him all his life.

Author unknown

Special Friend – poem

dog running forest path

dog running forest path

I lost a special friend today
the kind you can’t replace,
and looking at her empty bed
I still can see her face.

I see the endless energy
the sparkling puppy eyes,
Not the tired, fragile friend
I had to bid goodbye.

I know she’s in a special place
our Lord has for such friends,
Where meadows, fields & flowers
help make them strong and whole again.

I remember how she’d run to me
to play her favorite puppy game,
And how her ears would perk right up
When she heard me call her name.

But as those precious years went by
And we both aged and grew,
I’d find her often slowing down
But-we had still so much to do.

Easter stands out in my mind
As she would always find the eggs,
The kids would have their baskets full
And she’d be there to beg.

Then there was the Christmas tree
with lots of candy canes,
As she devoured all she could
Surely, hoping it’d still look the same!

She did her guard dog duty well
Each time the doorbell rang,
Strangers surely couldn’t see
My gentle friend–behind those fangs.

I’ve noticed in the recent times
Her ears were not as sharp,
Where is that running ball of fur
The years have shown their mark.

She started sleeping next to me
Was this her special clue,
Because she felt the end was near
I only wish I knew.

My Candy was a special dog
I know she gave her best,
But as I looked deep into her eyes
I knew it was time, for her to rest.

It will truly be a struggle
I don’t know how I’ll face each day,
I have to let her go–I know
But in my heart she’ll always stay.

This special place our Lord has made
Health and strength, wait for her there,
So with my very special friend
I’m sending all my prayers.

I know she’s watching over me
She’ll be with me when I cry,
So with one more kiss on her beloved head
I told my Candy Dog goodbye.

Christina L. Tronnes