Prayer of a Senior
Homeless Dog
One by one they pass my
cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no
way.
Way past his prime he can't run and
play,
Then they shake their heads slowly and
go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and
sore,
It seems I am not wanted
anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a
bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was
fed.
Now my muzzle is grey, and my eyes
slowly fail,
Who wants a dog so old and so
frail?
My family decided I didn't
belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was
wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their
head
Can't justify how they left me for
dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day
after day,
The younger dogs get adopted
away.
When I had almost come to the end of
my rope,
You saw my face and I finally had
hope.
You saw through the grey, and the legs
bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond the
cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a
bed,
And shared your own pillow with my
poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to
me low,
You love me so dearly and want me to
know.
I may have lived most of my life with
another,
But you outshine them with a love so
much stronger.
I promise to return all the love I can
give,
To You, my dear person, as long as I
live.
I may be with you for a week or for
years,
We will share many smiles, you will no
doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems
I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart
will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all
brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be
with you.
And I will brag to all who will
hear,
Of the person who made my last days so
dear.
Author Unknown
