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A Little Dog Angel
High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits;
with the other angels he will not play,
but he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come" says he,
"and when he comes he will call for me."
The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
as he sits at the gates alone.
"But I know if I just wait patiently
that someday my master will call for me."
And his master, down on earth below,
as he sits in his easy chair,
forgets sometimes, and whispers low
to the dog who is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears
and dreams that his master's voice he hears.
And when at last his master waits
outside in the dark and cold,
for the hand of death to open the door,
that leads to those courts of gold,
he will hear a sound through the gathering dark,
a little dog angel's bark.
~Noah M. Holland~
A poem I read after the passing of my dog Max.
September, 2000 was a great day. The day we picked him up. The day we saw those cute little eyes and those little baby paws. That was the day we met you. We took you home with happieness in our hearts for we knew you were the one.Your little heart was full of warmth asyou cuddled and played and tried your hardest. Rules you obeyed andrules you broke through and through we loved you. Never did we regret picking youover all the others. All through your puppy days you tried your best to complete all your tests. You amazed us with your skill. A good boy with will. We raised you with love and in return you gave it back with extra kisses. The day you ran away giving us all scare but you returned everytime; you couldn't leave us behind. Through all the tears you were there. No longer a puppy; you kept us all well. Standing at attention and breaking your concentration to chase the ball. You made us laugh even the rougher times. You made us cry when we though you might die. We stood beside you shading you away when the world got tough. We made you all better so you could play again; Play you did. Through thick and thin you were there. When we acted like brats you didn't care. When we were bad you still loved us. With a hug and a kiss we made up quick. That day was the worst when we found outyou were cursed. Stricken with cancer weweren't giving up on you. When you go back showing off your scars.We didn't care we hugged you with all the same love; so happy you were still there. We went on with life and you kept right on at our side. When a loved one passed away and weall crumbled around you. You didn't fall; standing tall like a wall. I cried on your shoulder wishing for it all to get better. It didn't. Another call another wall.Still standing tall. You didn't fall. This one was harder to much to rough. We couldn't take anymore. Then as the waters calmed and it seemed like the storm was gone we went on. As we looked at our years together and saw the joy a new little member came to our home. He wasn't just another puppy we adopted he was your puppy. You took him under your wing as your own. You didn't care nor question our love for you. You trained your puppy well; better then we ever could. He looks like you. Not his apperence but his heart. you molded it with your own.Knowing he would become a wall.On those last three days we knew it was all over.If i couldhave kissed it all away i would have; A million times if i had to. This booboo i couldn't fix. The cancer just wouldn't leave you. Those words were spoken; the words you never want to hear. Only a few months to live. That last day you tried your hardest; you used all your energy to make it the best day. Then the final three days of your life. You couldn't bare to look at us. The love you felt; was equally returned. Hiding in a corner; we found and you and said it was all right. We said our good byes we couldn't win this fight. You said yours as you used that last bit of will to crawl outside to your spot under the tree. He took you into the gates of heaven;with a dog like you there was no question where you were going.Every year in your spot a tulip will grow because you loved me so. I know your there watching over me as I a tear run down my cheek and i stare down at your garden. As I peer at your puppy. I know your there.
"It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch." ~Anonymous~
Is this any good? Does is sound like it does Max any honor? Or does it just sound stupid?
This is true. It all happened. I typed this to get all out. You know it's really good for me to type this kind of stuff when i get sad. But Max isn't a sad memory i smile take a deep breath and wipe my eyes from the tears.
High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits;
with the other angels he will not play,
but he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come" says he,
"and when he comes he will call for me."
The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
as he sits at the gates alone.
"But I know if I just wait patiently
that someday my master will call for me."
And his master, down on earth below,
as he sits in his easy chair,
forgets sometimes, and whispers low
to the dog who is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears
and dreams that his master's voice he hears.
And when at last his master waits
outside in the dark and cold,
for the hand of death to open the door,
that leads to those courts of gold,
he will hear a sound through the gathering dark,
a little dog angel's bark.
~Noah M. Holland~
A poem I read after the passing of my dog Max.
September, 2000 was a great day. The day we picked him up. The day we saw those cute little eyes and those little baby paws. That was the day we met you. We took you home with happieness in our hearts for we knew you were the one.Your little heart was full of warmth asyou cuddled and played and tried your hardest. Rules you obeyed andrules you broke through and through we loved you. Never did we regret picking youover all the others. All through your puppy days you tried your best to complete all your tests. You amazed us with your skill. A good boy with will. We raised you with love and in return you gave it back with extra kisses. The day you ran away giving us all scare but you returned everytime; you couldn't leave us behind. Through all the tears you were there. No longer a puppy; you kept us all well. Standing at attention and breaking your concentration to chase the ball. You made us laugh even the rougher times. You made us cry when we though you might die. We stood beside you shading you away when the world got tough. We made you all better so you could play again; Play you did. Through thick and thin you were there. When we acted like brats you didn't care. When we were bad you still loved us. With a hug and a kiss we made up quick. That day was the worst when we found outyou were cursed. Stricken with cancer weweren't giving up on you. When you go back showing off your scars.We didn't care we hugged you with all the same love; so happy you were still there. We went on with life and you kept right on at our side. When a loved one passed away and weall crumbled around you. You didn't fall; standing tall like a wall. I cried on your shoulder wishing for it all to get better. It didn't. Another call another wall.Still standing tall. You didn't fall. This one was harder to much to rough. We couldn't take anymore. Then as the waters calmed and it seemed like the storm was gone we went on. As we looked at our years together and saw the joy a new little member came to our home. He wasn't just another puppy we adopted he was your puppy. You took him under your wing as your own. You didn't care nor question our love for you. You trained your puppy well; better then we ever could. He looks like you. Not his apperence but his heart. you molded it with your own.Knowing he would become a wall.On those last three days we knew it was all over.If i couldhave kissed it all away i would have; A million times if i had to. This booboo i couldn't fix. The cancer just wouldn't leave you. Those words were spoken; the words you never want to hear. Only a few months to live. That last day you tried your hardest; you used all your energy to make it the best day. Then the final three days of your life. You couldn't bare to look at us. The love you felt; was equally returned. Hiding in a corner; we found and you and said it was all right. We said our good byes we couldn't win this fight. You said yours as you used that last bit of will to crawl outside to your spot under the tree. He took you into the gates of heaven;with a dog like you there was no question where you were going.Every year in your spot a tulip will grow because you loved me so. I know your there watching over me as I a tear run down my cheek and i stare down at your garden. As I peer at your puppy. I know your there.
"It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch." ~Anonymous~
Is this any good? Does is sound like it does Max any honor? Or does it just sound stupid?
This is true. It all happened. I typed this to get all out. You know it's really good for me to type this kind of stuff when i get sad. But Max isn't a sad memory i smile take a deep breath and wipe my eyes from the tears.