Spirt of a Doberman I was standing on a hillside in a field pf blowing wheat and the spirit of a Doberman was lying at my feet. He looked at me with kind dark eyes And ancient wisdom shinning through And in the essence of his being I saw love there too. His mind did lock upon my heart As I stood there on that day And he told me of this story about a place so far away. I stood upon that hillside In a field of blowing wheat And in a twinkling of a second His spirit left my feet His tale did put my heart at ease My fears did fade away About what lay ahead of me On another distant day. I live among God’s creatures now In the heavens of your mind So do not grieve for me, my friend As I am with my kind. My collar is a rainbow’s hue My leash a shooting star My boundaries are the Milky Way Where I sparkle from afar. There are no pens or kennels here For I am not confined But free to roam God’s heavens Among the Dobie kind I nap the day on a snowy cloud Gentle breezes rocking me And dream the dreams of earthlings And how it used to be The trees are full of liver treats And tennis balls abound And milkbones line the walkways Just waiting to be found There even is a ring set up The grass all lush and green Where even Rescue Dobermans Become the Best of the Breed. For we’re from waters laced with gold My world a beauty to behold And wise old dogs do form my pride To amble at my very side. At night I sleep in an angel’s arms Her wings protecting me And moonbeams dance about us As stardust falls on thee. So when your life on earth is spent And you stand at Heaven’s gate Please Have no fear of loneliness For here, you know I wait.
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 19:28:07 +0000
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