on cloud nine

When human beings die
They write their testament
To leave their home
And all they have
To those they love
I'd do such
If I could write
To a poor, desperate, lonely stray
I'd give my happy home
My bowl and cosy bed
My soft pillow and my toys
The so loved lap
The tenderly stroking hand
The lovely voice
The place I had in someone's heart
The love, that at last
Helped my to find a peaceful end
Held firmly in a sheltering embrance
When I die, please don't say
"I will never have a pet again,
the loss is far too much to stand!"
Chose a lonely, unloved dog
And give him MY place
This is my inheritance
The love I leave behind
Is all I am able to give

by Big Tree for Animals