Retriever Rescue

Miss me, but let me go.

When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little - but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that once we shared
Miss me, but let me go.


For this is a journey we all must take,
and each must go alone.
It's all part of the masters plan,
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
go to the friends we know.
Bear your sorrow in good deeds,
Miss me, but let me go.

THat is such a lovely sad poem and so true

Heart rending...

We can truly hold onto one thing...which is, as heartbreaking as it is, those animal lovers amongest us are kinder to our faithful, loving companions at the end than we are able to be to each other...and for that we have to be grateful.