POETRY, PROSE & THIS AND THAT

 

A collection of words that have affected me in some manner.
I believe you'll enjoy them too.

 

WHAT IS A BREEDER?


A Breeder [with a capital B],
is one who thirsts for knowledge
and never really knows it all,
one who wrestles with
decisions of conscience,
convenience, and commitment.

A Breeder is one who sacrifices
personal interests, finances,
time, friendships, fancy furniture,
and deep pile carpeting.

She gives up the dreams
of a long, luxurious cruise
in favor of turning that
all important show 
into this years "vacation".

A Breeder goes without sleep,
but never without coffee,
in hours spent planning
a breeding or watching anxiously
over the birth process, and afterwards,
over every little sneeze, wiggle or cry.

A Breeder skips dinner parties
because that litter is due
or the babies have to be fed
at eight.

She disregards birth fluids
and puts mouth to mouth
to save a gasping newborn,
literally blowing life into 
a tiny, helpless creature
that may be the culmination
of a lifetime of dreams.

A Breeder's lap is a marvellous place
where generations of proud
and noble champions
once snoozed.

A Breeder's hands
are strong and firm
and often soiled,
but ever so gentle and sensitive 
to the thrusts of a puppy's wet nose.

A Breeder's back and knees
are usually arthritic
from stooping, bending, and sitting
in the birthing box,
but are strong enough to enable
the breeder to show the next choice pup
to a Championship.

A Breeder's shoulders are stooped
and often heaped with abuse from competitors,
but they're wide enough 
to support the weight of
a thousand defeats and frustrations.

A Breeder's arms are always able to wield a mop,
support an armful of puppies,
or lend a helping hand to a newcomer.

A Breeder's ears are wondrous things,
sometimes red ~ from being talked about ~
or strangely shaped ~
from being pressed against a phone receiver,
often deaf to criticism,
yet always fine-tuned to
the whimper of a sick puppy.

A Breeder's eyes are blurred
from pedigree research
and sometimes blind 
to her own dog's faults,
but they are ever so keen
to the competitions faults
and are always searching for
the perfect specimen.

A Breeder's brain is foggy on faces,
but it can recall pedigrees faster
than an IBM computer.

It's so full of knowledge that
sometimes it blows a fuse.
It catalogues thousands of good bonings,
fine ears, and perfect heads,
and buries in the soul,
the failures and the ones
that didn't turn out.

A Breeder's heart is often broken,
but it beats strongly with hope everlasting,
and it's always in the right place!

Oh, yes, there are breeders, and then,
there are Breeders ~

Author unknown.

WATCHING OVER YOU

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. 
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep. 

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, 
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." 

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, 
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me. 

I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore. 
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more. 

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. 
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there. 

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. 
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "it's me." 

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. 
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. 

It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday. 
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." 

You sat there very quietly, then smiled,
I think you knew ... in the  stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. 

The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning 
and say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning." 

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, 
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side. 

I have so many things to show you,

There is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out ...

Then come home to be with me. 

Author unknown

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