remembering brody
by christine herman
on a night so long ago when life was grey and blue i gazed out at the sleet and rain and sighed ' what should i do?" the world it seemed so cruel and wide, unyeilding and complex, i held my head in shaking hands and wondered "what do i do next?" when brody gently padded by and with a little dance he hoped up on my lap and stretched his paws out on my chest. he kissed my nose and settled in, then gave me his advice he said that life was easy, but you never live life twice. so when you feel the joy inside bubble to the top just put on your finest clothes and dance untill you stop and if you have a gloomy day and need a bit of care just jump into your hammock and your friends are waiting there never skip a tasty treat or napping in the sun and never take too many baths or you wash away the fun. casue life it can be messy, but what a big suprise! if you live each day in full and at bedtime close your eyes you won't have any baggage,sorrows or regrets youll take your troubles as they come and toss aside the rest and so i stroked his fuzzy ears and said " my brody,you're the man! if only weasels ruled the world and devised the master plan the world would be a wacky place, but all would live as one" and so i grinned the biggest grin as we watched the rising sun. my brody closed his eyes today, for the last time on this plane i held him close and sent him on to a finer place. the angles there will wait for him and dance across the sky and when i see a shooting star, i know it's brody passing by. christine constantcraving1@prodigy.net
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