Jackthelab Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 I found this and it moved me so much I wanted to share it with you all, hope you dont' mind The Old Ones 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 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tobleronie Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 That is lovely Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fee Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 What a lovely poem Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sundaygirl Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 Brought tears to my eyes but thanks for sharing it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eileenalana Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 I have seen this before, it still makes me cry and smile everytime I read it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zico's mum Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 That really is a lovely poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
melissa Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 Absolutely lovely...& I want the oldies they have so much to give & often expect nothing! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
staffymad Posted September 14, 2007 Report Share Posted September 14, 2007 Thanks for sharing. Someone posted this (I think it might even be Ian) when I lost my beloved Tango, rescued by the Oldies Club aged 15, left me for the bridge aged 15 and 7 months Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hugapup Posted September 15, 2007 Report Share Posted September 15, 2007 Thank you for letting us share this lovely poem, tears and memories came flooding back . Our oldies give so much affection to us, bless them. Cheryl & Mike xxx Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
elainew Posted September 15, 2007 Report Share Posted September 15, 2007 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReikiAnge Posted September 15, 2007 Report Share Posted September 15, 2007 I've only just plucked up the courage to read this and now I'm We had Sweetie for three years and three months - and that was about three years more than anyone expected I think but every day was precious. The oldies are truly wonderful and now our others are getting older (rather than *old*), I just love them even more Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jacobean Posted September 15, 2007 Report Share Posted September 15, 2007 That's set me off. Oldies are special. They don't expect anything and appreciate the little things in life. They are just glad to have a safe, warm home to spend the rest of their days and some gentle love. They are so much more settled than the youngsters and seem to fit in more quickly. They haven't anything to prove. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
san53200 Posted September 18, 2007 Report Share Posted September 18, 2007 Nearly didnt get to the end of this because of the tears I hadnt seen this before so thanks for shareing it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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