
We’re never ready to say goodbye
To our pets we hold so dear.
If it were up to me, sweet Feathers,
I’d always keep you here.
But God has reasons of His own
And plans we do not know,
And these are always for our good,
Though it may not seem so.
My arms are empty, and my heart,
Are filled with tears and grief,
For I who loved each day with you,
Now find those days too brief.
Yet if only I could heaven see,
I’d know you’re happy there,
And I would never call you back
When such great joy you share.
And so I’ll trust you to God’s care
And know some day, once more,
I’ll hold you to my heart again
When I reach heaven’s door.
Sadly missing you each day...
Feathers |
13, Sep 2007 |
Jeri Kratina |