I Stood By Your Bed Last Night

I wanted to post this in tribute to my gorgeous boy Dice whom i lost a year ago. i still miss him so very much and he will be in my heart forever……

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, “It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to reassure you, that I’m not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said “it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.

It’s possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew, in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning and say “good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out … then come home to be with me….

Miss him always xx 🙁

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    1. thank you eddy…We did use to call him ‘big boy’ he was wonderful and the best thing ever for me…and yes it is a good job i have friends cos my family aint helping much 🙁

  1. Pollie, It has taken me a whole day to be able to reply to your heartfelt blog. I also had a dog that has my heart!!!!! Her name was Lady. I still can’t even put to words the day she died, my heart hurts so. But I have her buried in a place that I can see everyday and planted the most beautiful Trumpet Vine over her. Time will bring be peace, but the heart strings will always play.

    1. I know blush and i understand how you feel….so sorry to hear about your ‘lady’ i know nothing i say makes it any easier cos’ it is as you say…just time…and yes my heart strings will still play. Thank you hun 🙁