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Diamond Paws
Author: Bev Davenport, Homeless Afghan Hound, Portland, OR USA
Reprinted with permission
There's another
empty crate, sitting by the backyard gate,
waiting to be cleaned & put away.
Just another empty crate, waiting by the backyard gate,
means another special love has left this day.
All the million tears I shed, can't revive her from the dead,
and the desperation felt I can't explain.
All these many million tears take me back throughout the years,
and I wonder why I tolerate this pain.
Then the answer comes quite clear, every Afghan Hound is dear,
and there's those that wouldn't have a chance to live,
If indeed I let this sorrow take away my chance tomorrow,
to provide them with the love I have to give.
So I'll deal with all my grief,knowing I will someday find
relief,
when I meet them all again beyond the veil.
All those precious Afghan Hounds, rescued from the street &
pounds,
will be there to tell me that I did not fail!
So I'll clean that empty crate, sitting by the backyard gate,
and I'll feel a wisp of air rush by my feet.
She is telling me she's near and she's making it quite clear,
that what she wants is just a final treat!
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