my beloved friend,
for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for the kindness
than the loving heart of me.
for though I might lick your hand between blows,
your patience and understanding
will quickly teach me the things
you would have me learn.
Speak to me often,
for your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when the sound of your footstep falls
upon my waiting ear.
for I am a domesticated animal,
no longer accustomed to bitter elements.
I ask no greater glory than the privilege
of sitting at your feet
beside the hearth.
for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
to romp and play and do your bidding,
to walk by your side and stand ready,
willing and able to protect you with my life,
should your life be in danger.
And my friend, when I am very old,
and I no longer enjoy good health,
hearing and sight,
do not make heroic efforts to keep me going.
I am not having any fun.
I shall leave this Earth knowing
with the last breath I draw that my fate
was always safest in your hands.
In memory of our
sweet Java Bean
and all of our furieds
who have crossed
The Rainbow Bridge.
Lilly, Piper, Carrleigh and Ivy