Our special little Dobie Gray was hit by a car yesterday...

Can you hear me little Dobie?
You left so suddenly
How our hearts ache with your going
You were just curled up with me
Are you with your long lost mommy
Played with Kit, seen Eartha yet
Please have a purr for little Max
He'll be a friend I'll bet
We'll so miss your tiny meowing
That let us know your every need
You're far too young to leave us
May God take care, I plead
One day we'll be with you
Where no hurtful thing is done
With precious pets and loved ones
And time spent with the Son

for Marianne

I had some sad, sad news today
A dear friend passed away
It has been 57 years
Since we said goodbye that day

Together at school, at church, at play
Never a cross word one
As children we were content to be
Little girls, having fun

We'd sit under a backyard tree
In summer, pets about
Sewing clothes for favorite dolls
Future designers, no doubt

And then my family moved away
Days on end of tears
Across the miles our letters sailed
Through many growing-up years

Her voice was like an angel
An artist in many ways
I'd love to see the drawings
She did in later days

Our Christmas cards packed full of news
Of weddings, children, grands
How faithful year by year they came
Despite all life's demands

I always felt I'd see her
Again in these long years
Now I know that's not to be
And so, I shed more tears

But then I think how blessed I've been
To have had such a friend
And I feel sure in Heaven we'll meet
Friends together again

Never Enough

This is one I wrote awhile ago also - just now getting around to putting it on the blog...

It's never enough, whatever the cost
In time, in dollars and all those we've lost
Who else in this wide world is ready to go
When disaster comes, across the globe

We're taken for granted in all that we do
It's never enough, I wonder, do you?
We're hated by many, but why we must ask
Our hearts are so willing whatever the task

To aid in trouble wherever it falls
We are Americans, our duty calls
In all situations we're first to that place
For the hurting, the hungry, we go with God's Grace

There's always assistance for those in need
Whatever the country, ignoring the greed
But it doesn't matter, we're doing what's right
A sign of our liberty, heart and our might

Peace of the Sand and the Sea

I wrote this quite a while ago, and Chris has put it to music...

There's a city in Texas, a treasure by the sea
Where the palm trees bend to the wind
Where the sky meets the water, that's where I long to be
With a feeling of calm I depend
The city lights sparkle across the way
Old Blue Ghost glows hauntingly
You can surrender all troubles, set all cares aside
In the peace of the sand of the sea
See the gulls soaring high, o're frosted waves
As the breeze gently touches your face
Watch the dolfins play and the sail boats glide
In endless blue, with grace
Friendly faces of folks walking hand in hand
Passing children at play in the sand
There's never a hurry for those who stay
On beautiful Corpus Christi Bay

Light of the Moon

I reach my arm across the tangled place
Hand meets day's bristles gently on your face
Through moonlit window age does not seem clear
Knarled fingers, age spots almost disappear
Your kiss is light, my hand falls to your chest
You fold it, lay it back and then we rest
With sun that rises, harsher than the night
I see that time indeed did not take flight
It's hard to think we've spent these years so soon
If choosing light, I'd surely pick the moon

Samson

Even though I had to take Samson back to the shelter, I continue to visit him, take him on walks, and will til he has a home.

I thought that you were mine
I prayed that I'd have you, in time
What wonderful visits we had
And each time I left, you seemed sad
But things just weren't to be
Your past haunting you, and me
A human who didn't deserve
A puppy they should have loved
Instead you were abused
Which left you scared, confused
Now you're not trusted to be
Kind to many, but me
And so, I must take you back
For friends there, you won't lack
My heart is breaking for sure
But we both must endure
I weep for what might have been
My beautiful boy, my friend

Warm Spot

Hopefully I can get Chris to write music for this corny country song....

When you get up at night to go and pee
You leave a little warm spot, for me
I scoot on over right onto your space
When you get back you push me back in place

We're growing older and our nights are strange
It's hard for all our bones to rearrange
We wonder what will hurt next time we turn
Better to be still, you'd think we'd learn

Now it's my time to get up from the bed
I notice that the cat is on your head
That might seem strange for some folks, but not us
With kids back then, now animals we fuss

We'll slumber in a little while for sure
There's majic on it's way, a certain cure
All pains subside, our heads begin to nod
When wine and melatonin do their job

It really doesn't matter how we sleep
The only thing I ask is that you'll keep
A promise that you'll never fail to leave
That special little warm spot just for me.