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Monday, 27 March 2006
Molly Mastiff
Molly Mastiff
by Nessa Sharon Miller

Molly Mastiff

*Darling Molly* Oh, I miss you so,
You were so young to have had to go..
Darling you are now on the Rainbow Bridge,
Where all our animals go until we meet again.

'Grandeur and Good Nature'the motto of your breed,
A Mastiff is to a dog what a tree is to a seed...
More gentler giants the world may never know..
Though ! Oh! Molly ! Why did you have to go ?

There are those who do not understand
How sad I am you went to the promised land
I so wish I was there now with you
And all of my other fur babies too..

Molly you leave your sister with me,
Littermates and friends so true to me..
You both came to me in another sad time;
When 12yr.old Fawn left me and nothing rhymed...

Filling up my heart and my lap with drool,
Thought we had a long time... I am such a fool.
As that happened to your leg you did not whine,
Your love & bravery has touched me for a lifetime.

Darling Molly you were not an aged dog you were only two,
Our time together was so short; you have touched me true .
A common infection that went radical and threatening life
Tonight Prissy and I sit here, so sad, missing your light.

I do not understand Molly why you had to go away..
Thought we would happily play&smile again someday..
Though grateful for the time that we had Molly Dear,
I cannot help feeling & wishing you were still here.

All loved you Molly you were a very special girl..
I know you are in a meadow full of flowers in a whirl,
Sunshine and sweetness as like you lived your life...
You were my darling; now no more pain and no more strife.

No one barked in my face the last few days,
Or demanded extra food in your sweet ways...
The food bowl's not empty, the couch is not full,
I will always cherish your memory and miss your drool.

So Sweetheart wait with Fawn for me
For Someday I will come..
And when you see me you'll both run
And again we will share the sun.

If Heaven doesn't allow dogs...
then I am not going.

Copyright ? ladyfawn

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