My Special friend ‘Suckie’
I lost a special friend today, the kind you can’t replace, and looking at her empty bed I still can see her face.
I see the endless energy the sparkling puppy eyes, Not the tired, fragile friend I had to bid goodbye.
I know Suckie’s in a special place our Lord has for such friends, Where meadows, fields & flowers help make them strong and whole again.
I remember how she’d run to me to play her favourite puppy game, And how her ears would perk right up When she heard me call her name.
But as those precious years went by And we both aged and grew, I’d find Suckie often slowing down But-we had still so much to do.
She did her guard dog duty well Each time the doorbell rang, Strangers surely couldn’t see My gentle friend–behind those fangs.
I’ve noticed in the recent times Her ears were not as sharp, Where is that running ball of fur The years have shown their mark.
Suckie started sleeping next to me Was this her special clue, Because she felt the end was near I only wish I knew.
My Suckie was a special dog I know she gave her best, But as I looked deep into her eyes I knew it was time, for her to rest.
It will truly be a struggle I don’t know how I’ll face each day, I have to let Suckie go–I know But in my heart she’ll always stay.
This special place our Lord has made Health and strength, wait for her there, So with my very special Suckie friend I’m sending all my prayers.
I know Suckie’s watching over me She’ll be with me when I cry, So with one more kiss on her beloved head I told my Suckie Dog goodbye.