I saw you gently weeping as you looked through photographs
You paused for just a moment at one that made you laugh;
But as you turned more pages the tears began to flow
You whispered that you missed me but I wanted you to know;
I softly licked those stinging tears that down your cheeks did
fall
I wanted to help you understand I haven’t left at all.
On those
days that you are overcome with sorrow, pain and grief
I'll rest my head upon your
leg to offer some relief.
When you take our walking path I’ve seen you turn
around
Because I know you've surely heard my paws upon the ground.
At night while
you are sleeping I snuggle at your side
You stroke my fur as you touch that
place where I used to lie.
You said it’s just your heart playing tricks upon
your mind
But rest assured I’m really there, my spirit’s left behind.
I know
your heart is hurting; it’s like an open sore
You think my life has ended and
you won’t see me anymore.
But for those of us bound tight by love, death is not
the curtain call;
It’s really the eternal beginning that waits for us all
So,
dear Master as you live your life I patiently await
For us to be together when
you pass through Heaven’s gate.
Anonymous