**Note**

The poems and stories you see here are not my creation, unless otherwise noted.  They are submitted by members & other readers.

“Born a Greyhound”

by Sue Stoddart

I sit here alone, looking all around

There’s no one about, not even a sound.

It’s night time you see, and it seems very late,

All I can do is sit here and wait.

Surely someone will come, and take me back home,

Why have they left me here all alone?

Did I do wrong when I ran my last race?

I tried my best, but I couldn’t keep up the pace.

Is that why they hit me, and kicked me about,

And called me bad names, and told me I was out?

I cowered as they tried to drag me around.

Why are they doing this?

 Because I’m a Greyhound.

I tried to say sorry, and lick at the hand

But that hand just grabbed me and threw me in a van.

They tied me to a tree and left me out here

And as I watched them drive off, my eyes filled with tears.

What did I do to them, other then give them my best?

They used to be pleased, and said I was better then the rest.

I tried to like them, in spite of their rough ways,

I was born a Greyhound, that is how we are treated most days.

Shut in dark, cold places, without another care.

The long cold nights were the hardest to bear.

So that is it then, they want me no more

And keeping me on would have been too much of a chore.

A new home for me will never be found,

And what was my crime, to be born a Greyhound.

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“Rescuer’s Rainbow Bridge”

Submitted by Pamela Zwicky Monigold

Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All of the recent arrivals had no idea what to think, as they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had been waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was going on and started to gather at the pathway leading to The Bridge to watch.

It wasn’t long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung low and tail dragging. The other animals, the ones who had been there for a while, knew what his story was right away, for they had seen this happen far too often. He approached slowly, obviously in great emotional pain, but with no sign of injury or illness. Unlike all of the other animals waiting at The Bridge, this animal had not been restored to youth and made healthy and vigorous again. As he walked toward The Bridge, he watched all of the other animals watching him. He knew he was out of place here and the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But, alas, as he approached The Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who apologized, but told him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their people could pass over Rainbow Bridge.

With no place else to turn to, the elderly animal turned towards the fields before The Bridge and saw a group of other animals like himself, also elderly and infirm. They weren’t playing, but rather simply lying on the green grass, forlornly staring out at the pathway leading to The Bridge. And so, he took his place among them, watching the pathway and waiting.

One of the newest arrivals at The Bridge didn’t understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the animals that had been there for awhile to explain it to him. “You see, that poor animal was a rescue. He was turned in to rescue just as you see him now, an older animal with his fur graying and his eyes clouding. He never made it out of rescue and passed on with only the love of his rescuer to comfort him as he left his earthly existence. Because he had no family to give his love to, he has no one to escort him across The Bridge.”

The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, “So what will happen now?” As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the gloom lifted. Approaching The Bridge could be seen a single person and among the older animals, a whole group was suddenly bathed in a golden light and they were all young and healthy again, just as they were in the prime of life. “Watch, and see.”, said the second animal. A second group of animals from those waiting came to the pathway and bowed low as the person neared. At each bowed head, the person offered a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. The newly restored animals fell into line and followed him towards The Bridge. They all crossed The Bridge together. “What happened?” “That was a rescuer. The animals you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of her work. They will cross when their new families arrive. Those you saw restored were those who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are allowed to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor animals that they couldn’t place on earth across The Rainbow Bridge.” “I think I like rescuers”, said the first animal. “So does GOD”, was the reply.

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“Greyhounds Poem”

Submitted by Lu Vaughan

Written by Denise Dubarbier

I didn’t really want you, I wasn’t really sure

And I’ll admit I had my doubts, when you came through that door.

Not small or cute or fluffy with big soft puppy eyes,

But tall and thin and bony with bald pink bulging thighs.

You weren’t the kind I had in mind, not in any way,

Perhaps it would be better if I took you back today,

Before we know each other, it really won’t be kind

To keep you here for one more day and then to change my mind.

But against my better judgement I decided you could stay,

And quickly I discovered you were kind in every way.

Your gentleness and patience really stole the show.

“Why these dogs are wonderful, I must let others know!”

You’re my gentle giant, who just needed the chance,

To show us all what you could be, to wipe away that history,

Dispel our preconceptions, that put us all to shame,

And so we come to know and love what lies beneath that frame.

And now I’ve come to understand,

What I missed at the start,

That Greyhounds need that great deep chest,

To house their great big hearts.

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NOBODY’S DOG

Author Unknown

Today is the death day of nobody’s dog

Nothing will mark it but a note in the log

I’m faceless and nameless and no tears will fall

For I know in your world I have no worth at all

To you, my sweet someone, I’m a friend and a dear

We ran the wind daily and you held me so near

But the gate was left open – I chanced a walk on my own

I’d have cowered in fear if only I’d known

I know how you cried on the night that I strayed

I know how you searched, I know how you prayed

But I went a little too far far from our home

Where I crouched in despair in my kennel alone

I know that you phoned for I heard your dear voice

And I hoped you would hear me so I barked myself hoarse

Although I’m a Lab cross with stockings all white

On their form I’m a Staff cross – the description’s not right

So they said I’m not here and I sank to my bed

My kennel cough’s worse and I can’t raise my head

The rescue came yesterday but they hadn’t a place

For an un-neutered cross breed with his mucus-streaked face

If only you’d come to search for me here

You would have known me at once, you would have sensed I was near

You would have sorted my ills, you would have carried me home

And I promise our God no more would I roam

Now my eyes plead for mercy for my seven days are done

And I am waiting with dread for the final vet run

No arms will caress me as they inject me to death

No words will comfort me as I take my last breath

When the body man comes, it is fitting I’m found

In a bin bag in the freezer in the depths of the pound

Thrown away like the rubbish – no respect and no shame

Denied even the time to find you again

My loyalty and devotion they did cruelly betray

Without microchip or name tag, I’m a dispensable stray

Once waggy-tailed, once proud, beloved and free

Oh mom look with pain what mankind’s done to me!

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