| My Baby Boy, Monet |
| Written by Joanna | ||||
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Special Place You have a special place, Dear Lord That I know you’ll always keep. A special place reserved for dogs, To peacefully fall asleep. A place with fluffy pillows, And a yard for hiding bones, With maybe a little babbling creek, That rushes over stones. With wide green fields and flowers, For those who never knew Of running, playing freely Under sky of perfect blue. Lord, I know you keep this special place, And so, to you I pray For one oh so special dog Who came to you today. He was full of strength and love, And so very, very wise. The puppy look he once had, This morning left his eyes. He will be dearly missed, Lord, This special love of mine. But now, he’ll romp and play In your land that’s so divine. Speak to my baby softly, please With a hug and warm hello. He’s a special gift to you, Dear Lord From me — who loves him so. Add as favourites (26) | Quote this article on your site | Print | E-mail
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