Grow Old With Dogs
When I am old...
I will wear soft gray sweatshirts and a bandana over my silver hair,
and I will spend my social security checks on wine and my dogs.
I will sit in my house on my well-worn chair and listen to my dogs' breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night and take my dogs for a run, if my old bones will allow.
When people come to call, I will smile and nod as I show them my dogs,
and talk of them and about them......the ones so beloved of the past and the ones so beloved of today.
I will still work hard cleaning after them, mopping, washing, brushing, and feeding them,
and whispering their names in a soft loving way.
I will be an embarrassment to all, especially my family,
who have not yet found the peace in being free to have dogs as your best friends.
These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall,
and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep, to greet you as if you are a God.
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope that you will always stay, I'll hug their big strong necks.
I'll kiss their dear sweet heads,
and whisper in their very special company.
I look in the mirror
and see I am getting old.
This is the kind of person I am,
and have always been.
Loving dogs is easy,
They are part of me.
Please accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives;
they love my presence in their lives.
When I am old this will be important to me.
You will understand when you are old....
if you have dogs to love too.
When I am old...
I will wear soft gray sweatshirts and a bandana over my silver hair,
and I will spend my social security checks on wine and my dogs.
I will sit in my house on my well-worn chair and listen to my dogs' breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night and take my dogs for a run, if my old bones will allow.
When people come to call, I will smile and nod as I show them my dogs,
and talk of them and about them......the ones so beloved of the past and the ones so beloved of today.
I will still work hard cleaning after them, mopping, washing, brushing, and feeding them,
and whispering their names in a soft loving way.
I will be an embarrassment to all, especially my family,
who have not yet found the peace in being free to have dogs as your best friends.
These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall,
and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep, to greet you as if you are a God.
With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope that you will always stay, I'll hug their big strong necks.
I'll kiss their dear sweet heads,
and whisper in their very special company.
I look in the mirror
and see I am getting old.
This is the kind of person I am,
and have always been.
Loving dogs is easy,
They are part of me.
Please accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives;
they love my presence in their lives.
When I am old this will be important to me.
You will understand when you are old....
if you have dogs to love too.
9 comments:
I love the poem and your work is just as stunning as always!!!
Hello Deb, thought I recognised your username. Love your latest LO's and especially love your poem. Happy New Year.
Cheers Sharon
Beautiul pages!
The reindeer on my lay out is a cut out of a vilt border by prima.
Have a great week!
Merel
LOVE the pages hun!!! The top one is gorgeous~ & the eyes one!!!! LOVE EM!!!
Wow such beautiful work! I just love all your details! tfs such great layouts! :)
Absolutely gorgeous pages---love all the amazing details!
Fabulous work Debbie! I can hardly wait to see what else you do in the new year!
Your kit work this month is just gorgeous!!! I love your style!!
Beautiful work!
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