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IF IT SHOULD BE

If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.

You will be sad, I understand.
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.

We've had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
The time has come -- please let me go.

Take me where my need they'll tend,
And please stay with me till the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Please do not grieve -- it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years;
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.

--- Anonymous ---

With such royality engraved on his face
One that never falls from noble grace
Born into the world to make his place
Outdoors wandering in some sunny hollow
In ground misshapen by old plow furrow
Slowly creeps a form low and shallow
Stealthily where small creature's burrow
Prowls a hunter in the long grass meadow
A roaming spirit of a cat named Shadow

death has a strachy gaullist french look,
he officiates"paris gare du nord"..
the bloke,really ,doesn't likes seasoned haikus.
croissants are frozen,
coffee a taste of anorexia..
poets dont go to paris..

AL DE LA MY LOVE


You and I had everything calculated and planned
We were just following fate and its every command
Two souls were going to find forever in an unexpected land
And neither of us would dare to defy destiny’s demand

We were supposed to last a lifetime together no matter what
That was this man and his lady’s predetermined plot
No one could rattle our teacups or shake up the place
Not as long as two lovers had the other’s embrace

I recall adding and subtracting and then reaching a perfect sum
We were sitting on a settee having biscuits and sharing one glass of rum
We shared everything including time, smiles and each other’s past
But simply because a person says “forever” doesn’t mean it will last

Because you hit a rocky road or a curve at too great a speed
You died and I didn’t believe death could be so easily decreed
We were acting in haste while all the time we thought, devised and planned and sadly together we will never find that forever’s clandestine land
© 2011.….~ Phreepoetry….free cee!~

I'm only a puppy, but learn I must,
to communicate with this man I'm to trust.

I'm always in trouble, but not by choice,
how much I would say if I had a voice.

Being a puppy is chasing a cat,
or chewing a piece out of someone's new hat.

Rolling on gardens, chasing the bees,
or pushing the children down to their knees.

A bigger challenge I've never found,
than to bring all that washing down to the ground.

I can't understand why man hesitates,
when his little one begs for a pup.

For although we are bad, we're adorable,
and like children, need time to grow up.

With patience and love we soon understand,
to yield and respond to a kind but firm hand.

In return we offer, that which no man can give,
our faith and protection for as long as we live.

crows crows almost like cows frightened by farmers whom do not understand, scavengers they are just like man families they must feed, miss understood by man and all prophecy`s point to evil within them all,
black as the mad hatters hat yet within the light of the golden gate,
how do they be hated by so many kinds , look deep within their eyes,
deep within you will see a jungle lies full off surprise and sparkle,
my lovely birds tell stories of jungle panthers to the man walking the land in need of thirst, how the real defenders are those mankind have forgotten, that`s like all man kind shy and forgotten look deep within their eyes and stories you could only dream appear, appear like the heavenly skies and the lord whom walk`s from the golden door, feel their eyes go deep within the galaxy that mankind has feared for life ,perhaps the darkness of the crows due flight the color of its eyes are the door ways to heaven hidden behind the blackness of its pupils , open your wings and picture your flight as you like crow take that straight white line , fly free and as the crow flys straight to a better life from within your eyes to your heart tonight, the night of the crow is here within tonight under the full moonlight , open your eyes and your heart and begin to live life.

My old friend, now forever gone.
I still miss you, so many years on,
A head on my shoulder, as we sat down,
A nudge at my hand, as we walked around.

I talked, you listened, I miss you still,
As I think of you now, I always will.
A confident, a friend you were always there,
A piece of my heart, you will always share.

If i was a Panda bear..i'd probably live in zoo for children to see,especially for you.I'd look like most other bears,except i'm black and white.Although i may appear reddish brown in the morning light.I'd like to spend my time alone eating from 10 to 12 hours a day.Since my other time is spent resting.There is very little time for play.Although i look like other bears,i would not hibernate as i eat bamboo shoots,stems and leaves.My body not enough fat to insulate..from chewing so much.My head appears big and round,when i have newborn pandas.They are tiny about a fourth of a pound.I live in a zoo that is true.However,China is my home.We pandas are becoming extinct freely we don't roam..(23.05.10)

It's been 3 years since you left
But still it shakes me to my core
how could i have let that happen?
how could i have killed my own little bird?

It was an accident texas
it wasnt supposed to be this way
sometimes i still blame myself for it
but theres nothing i can do

so i hope perhaps i could bring myself some peace
and let you go to be free
your always in my heart texas
but now i set the guilt and pain aside and im free! :)

Rest In Peace Texas.

The love of horses knows not it's own depth
'Til the hour of separation. -Unknown

Three horses taken from the field one night
By hands of strangers without plight;
How bold they are to take the horse,
Those who are without remorse.

If they could trust, as those they steal
They just might find an honest deal. - Peter J. Hurst

On March 23rd, I had bought a buckskin pony at the Cleburne Horse Sale. I had him delivered that very night and settled him into a stall in the barn. The very next morning at 7:00 AM March 24th, the barn gate was ajar and the three Paint geldings were missing. We recruited some neighbors, the wranglers and ourselves and fanned out like a covey of quail to search. We searched five miles out from the ranch, exploring abandoned properties, talking to other neighbors, etc.. NO HORSES.

We searched until 1:00 AM with no sign of the horses anywhere. We filed a stolen horses report with the county sheriff's department who took photos, copies of brands, etc... My boss who is the county sheriff got on the phone and contacted sherrifs from six other counties to lean on the deliveryman who was the last person besides myself to see the horses.We made it very "HOT" for him to move those horses. I also got onto netposse and had fliers made up of the horses with their information which contacts every sheriff's department in the US, plus every sale barn in the US. Last Tuesday, Mr.Bear e-mailed those fliers to the deliveryman. Tuesday night, the horses were "found" running loose by a Sheriff's Deputy ten miles from our ranch. One of the horses had been hit by a truck. He has a nasty gash above his left eye and on his neck. Eighty stitches to put him back together. We figure the deliveryman was going to sell the horses and cut his losses when it got too "HOT" for him. He dumped them in our area to be found. We have a bill of $1,074.40 with the vet bill, impound fees, etc. We are NOT happy about this at all.

We fully intend to prosecute and on top of all of this "FUN", I learned that I need to have a hysterectomy on May 11th.