Category: Writers Block
If only I could speak
I arrived at your home sad and scared
I could race no more
You welcomed me with open arms
With hugs and much more
I had to learn just what to do
In this house so fine
You showed me where to eat and drink
You have been so kind
My life has been so lonely
No one to cuddle up to
But now I am so lucky
I know I have you
I lie down beside you every chance I get
I love you with all my heart
You've showed me you are there for me
May we never be apart
When I hear you leaving
I know I must stay
I stand there for a few minutes
And wait and wait and wait
But then you return to me
And my heart begins to race
I realise you have come back to me
You can see the happiness in my face
If only I could speak to you
The way you speak to me
The first words I would whisper
Would most definitley be
I love you for your kindness
For your warmth and caring ways
For taking time to be with me
Each and every day
Thank you for allowing me to be by your side
To go for walks, play with toys, just to beam with pride
I'll be your friend forever, until the day I die
When that day comes my friend, please try not to cry
I will be looking down from heaven
Upon my lovely old home
Where hopefully another very lucky Greyhound
Will be fortunate to roam
You can let him have my bed, really I won't care
It will make me feel good to know that he is happy with you there
I know your heart will always have a place in it for me
Just as mine has one for you all eternity
I will be close by my friend
And this you will see
For the warmth in your heart that you feel each day
Will most likely be coming from me
So let more Greyhounds fill your life
Now that I have gone
Thank you my guardian angel on earth
For all that you have done
Thanks. Probably what our best friends would say, if they could.
i would think you are probably rite
Wonder what it would feel like to be loved like that? Thanks for making me question.
...lonliness me thinks is sometimes the greatest of burdens that we are given to bear...the load is heavy, tiring and cumbersome...THEN when love enters...so beautifull the words you have given expression to in this writing that conveys that special happening...
I really like this, the beginging has brought into focus how our young deaf friend Connor, must have felt when he took those tentative frightened steps into our flat, he must have been overwhelmed.
I never thought of that. You are probably right Goblin.