August 25th 2008 5:10 pm
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Daddy took Pepi away to get spayed. Good! She was stinking up the place and Lena and I get Daddy to ourselves again. I was getting used to her too. A little.
Daddy found this poem by Kyla and wanted to post it here because I had some baggage when I came to live with him. We quickly unpacked it and put it away. I guess I should try to be sure Pepi gets as little baggage as possible.
Baggage (The Meaning of Rescue)
Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,
All nicely tucked in my warm new bed,
I'd like to open my baggage,
Lest I forget,
There is so much to carry,
So much to regret.
Hmmm...Yes, there it is, right on the top,
Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss,
And there by my perch hides Fear and Shame.
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave,
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me.
Will you add to my baggage?
Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things,
And take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage, to never repack?
I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage,
Will you still want me?
By Evelyn Colbath(c)1995 Baggage All rights reserved
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