Well done, good girl, well
done!
It is so hard to let you
go,
We could not send you on your
way,
If we did not love you
so.
It's time for you to run and
play,
Which before you could not
do,
It's time for you
to catch a ball.
And fetch a stick or
two.
It's time to chase the falling
snow,
And bathe your face with
rain,
It's time to run loose in
the wind,
And be free of aches and
pains.
All this, we wish for
you, old girl,
Along with blessings from the
Lord,
And though we loved you very
much,
Our Sweet Lord will love you
more.
We know He'll love and care
for you,
And treat you
tenderly,
There is no better place for
you,
Than right there by His
knee.
We could not let you go, you
know,
If we were not sure all
this was true,
So you wait there beside His chair,
Until we can join
you.
Virginia (Ginny)
Ellis
Copyright November
2006
For Bev and Bobby Padgett
upon the
death of their beloved dog,
Shadow