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at first narrow glance

I thought him to be dozing

that sweet, little black and white

puppy lying in the grass

to the side of a slopey knoll

why, I expected him at any moment

onto his little side roll

but after a hand full of days

passing him in my car I realized

he must be dead

and not belonging to the people

who lived in the brick home just below

for surely they would have noticed him by now

all stretched out in the grass as if he had

been playing quite hard and needed an afternoon's

rest

why or how the good Lord came to take him

to his final home in the sky I do not know

nor have asked why

for I know its all for the best

and in good standing reason

its odd, though his little death brings sadness

more so it seems to bring a quiet inner peace

like perhaps hes lying like that in Heaven now

looking so cuddle some yet pooped

he gives me a sign of acceptance some how

like the Lord knows how much I really love dogs

and puppies

and that he's telling me I'm welcome to come play

with all the dogs and puppies when I make my

own way to his Kingdom

so sleep easy now, content little dead puppy

but when you are playing in the fields of Heaven

far off

play as hard and as long as you like

for God loves you so and he will never let you

grow tired, lonely, weary or hungry ever again

Amen..............................

(Jan. 9, 1995)