As we stood looking down at him
Laying on the cold stark table
Our hearts were broken-in-two
In spite of all our efforts to save him
From the monster invading his body
The heart-wrenching moment came
To say our last good-byes
To kneel by his freshly dug grave
To mourn for him
To miss petting him
To miss walking him
To miss playing with him
To miss cuddling with him
To miss the most loving
Most gentle
Most forgiving
Most beautiful friend we ever had
Now
Two months later
We still miss him
We still grieve for him
But we will never forget him
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So, I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to describe myself to you, and these are the words jumping up and down in my heart: I'm just a simple human being living in a complicated, messed-up world. I speak my mind. I love hard. My feelings run deep. When push comes to shove, I stand my ground. Sometimes I push back. Sometimes I walk away. I've surfed the crashing waves of life that threatened to destroy me only to make me stronger. I bear the scars of emotional rape, sadness, and depression. I've walked the golden streets of churches and religion only to be disappointed time and time again. And as a result, it's taken me seventy-five years to get where I'm sitting today; a sinner saved by grace through the blood of Jesus Christ. I fell at the cross. I repented of my sins, and Jesus saved and washed me clean. I still fall flat on my face. I still get dirty as a pig in a mudhole. And Jesus still picks me up, dries my tears, forgives me again and again, and continues walking close beside me. No one has ever loved me like that. And no one ever will.
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