Dreamspinner Poem

It doesn't matter how their journey began,
or what their roots maybe.
Be they a fancy, purebred show dog, or a fuzzy funny-faced mutt.
It doesn't matter how or when, you brought them into your home.
As a wee little well-bred puppy, or a shelter dog all grown.
You bring them into your heart, loving them with all your might.
Worrying about the food you give them spoiling them with toys and treats.
You'll fret about their health, probably more than your own!
You'll watch over them as years go by, as they age and turn gray.
A feeling growing deep inside, there will soon come a sad day.
Either you'll find them still, and know their life is complete.
Or you'll see them full of pain, and know they are suffering.
Then you'll pick them up with loving hands, and stoke them one last time.
As the vet gives them one last shot, they'll look into your eyes with love.
You'll be the last thing they see, your words the last thing they hear.
Onto the Rainbow Bridge they go, waiting for you with devotion.
Feel free to cry, yell, rage, don't stifle your emotion.
You'll look back one day, with a smile instead of a tear.
Know that they'll always love you, and never, never fear.