Go To Bed
Go to bed I told the pup, to crawl into his crate,
Go to bed I whispered, it’s time to cross the gate,
Always he was willing, with just ’bout every step,
Always he was trusting, that, I never will forget.
Your work is done, at ease my dear,
No more struggle, no more fear,
You’re free to go, to take your rest,
You know the way, there is no test.
Rest your head a little while, before you make your run,
And then be free and lively, again beneath the sun.
I shall be a watching, before the light of day,
To see you deary, in my mind, happy and at play.
Written by: Carrie
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Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3362 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | Nicely written. It bougth a lump to my throat. We lost our little dog recently so I could really sympathise. I know I could never have written about it so I admire you for this. I would argue with anyone who called this sentimental.It has real sentiment and is quite restrained considering the subject. You either understand or you don't. Dogs are special they show you that love is unconditonal and loyalty is not negotiable
cheers
Jane |
Written by Carrie (16 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | Thank you Bottleblonde,
I'm sorry about the loss of your little dog too. You're right, their loyalty and love is unmatched. They leave a real vacuum in our lives when they go, don't they.
Lyric, my Doberman was only 4 yrs. old. He lay on the floor of the emergency clinic and I, next to him, holding his head in my hand, whispering "go to bed," a familiar cue to him that it was time to settle and sleep. It was late at night and I was determined to believe that before daylight, he'd be free of the pain of cancer and running again. It was my hope anyhow, to believe this. That's where "it's time to cross the gate" comes from (it was not understood readily by another poster) The gate, being the gates of heaven. Perhaps it is too obscure.
He was a worker, his obedience training and the sport of agility, quite advanced. He enjoyed every step of it though. So, when I say, "you know the way, there is no test"...I mean that he will know the way, that the angels will guide him and he won't be tested, as he was in his earthly training. And that there will be no more struggle or fear from his illness.
I got mixed up when I first posted this and put it in with my other poem....had a reply there, so I hope that person sees this as an explanation to her idea that I put words in for the sake of rhyming. I wrote numerous poems in a couple of days time right after I lost him... with hardly a conscious thought behind them. They all just came gushing out. straight from my anquished state of mind. Basically, no words were used that didn't have a meaning in my poems. And too, I have an introduction in my tentative book of poems which would probably help. These, I guess aren't necessarily understood, standing alone. They're meant to be a collection for grieving pet owners to relate to, along with some other forms of writing.
It's certainly not a very sophisticated poem. Most of mine regarding my dog, Lyric are pretty simplistic, as I think of him...all dogs really in their innocence, their child-like ways and simplicity.
In one way, it isn't easy to face the pain and writing these things did make me cry. But I think part of the healing is in facing, analyzing and crying.
Thanks again. | Go to Bed
Written by embro (126 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | Nice one Carrie... you did well to put your sentiments down on paper. A nice poem that reads well and has true meaning, which adds to the sincerity.
all the best
embro |
Written by Josie (2785 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | | I agree with all the others, Carrie. I know what it is also to lose my very best friends - my dogs. There is no other friendship that can touch the love of a dog and a human being for they are joined to you by the soul. Well put. |
Written by maipenrai (783 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | got to agree with all that as been said.
we had a doberman/rottweiler cross for 15years, ben, big bad ben, but he was not bad, a good friend to the family, loved kids, still miss him |
Written by Carrie (16 comments posted) 20th December 2007 | A-w-w...I'm so sorry for the loss of your dog (s). They sure do attach themselves to our hearts and their love is not contingent upon our performance.(not directly)
Ben sure had a good long life span though, didn't he.
Anyhow, don't let our common love and appreciation for dogs cloud your opinion of my writing. It probably is garbage according to the educated and seasoned writers here. But it's my garbage.   No, seriously, I'm sure I could use some pointers from the experts. Or even the non-experts. But sometimes the things that were "tagged" were done on purpose. I guess that's a really bad sign if it wasn't even an accident. LOL.
Thanks everyone for your replies. I appreciate it. |
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