And God asked the spirit Are you ready to come home? Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul And, as a dog I am most able To decide anything for myself
Are you coming then? asked God. Soon, replied the dog angel But I must come slowly. For my human friends are troubled. For you see, they need me, quite certainly.
But don’t they understand? Asked God That you’ll never leave them? That your souls are intertwined for all eternity? That nothing is created or destroyed? It just is…forever and ever and ever.
Eventually they will understand, Replied the glorious dog. For I will whisper into their hearts That I am always with them I just am…forever and ever and ever.
Rest Betsy,
| Betsy |
| 11, Nov |
| Patrick and Shannon Cowan |