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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 every day.
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."
An 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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"She keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been
back to this shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we
started all of this," the woman told the volunteer.
"What is it she keeps asking for?" she asked.
"Puppy size!"
"We have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."
"I know. We have seen most of them," she said in frustration. Just then
the young child came walking in the office.
"Well, did you find one?"
"No, not this time," she said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back
on the weekend?"
The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. "You
never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a
supply," the volunteer said.
The young child took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't
worry, I bet we'll find one this weekend," the child said.
Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her.
They both felt she was being too particular.
"It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," dad finally said in
frustration.
"We don't want to hear anything more about "puppy size" either," mom
added.
Sure enough they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning.
By now, the young child knew her way around, so she ran right for the
section that housed the smaller dogs.
Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end of the
first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the
animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.
The young girl walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to
take a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each
one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The
volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog
and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. "Mom, that's it!
I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy.
Mom, startled by all the commotion, came running.
"What? Are you sure? How do you know?" she asked.
"It's the puppy sighs!"
"Yes, it the same size as all the other puppies you held the last few
weeks," mom said.
"No, not 'size' -- sighs. When I held him in my arms he sighed," she said.
"So?"
"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me
"Love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger
the sighs!"
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether
to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug her child she did a little of
both.
"Mom, every time you hold me I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from
work and hug each other you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy
if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said.
Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I
heard the sighs of his heart."
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh.
I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a
sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a
hot day.
They are the sighs of God.
---Bob Perks |
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