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Mixed Terrier
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Approximately 8 1/2 to 9 years old
(Adopted her as an adult)
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Had for almost 7 years.
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Died July 3, 2006 (poisoned)
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A Ballad To Bella
Her life is over, the damage is done.
I can't believe I've lost the one
who awakened my heart and gave me back life
just when I wanted to give up the fight.
I'll start at the beginning and tell you a tale
of how we two met at an adoption sale.
It was love at first sight, I will never forget
I held in my arms God's granted
pet!
I held her so close and looked in her eyes
and knew at that moment she was so sweet and so shy.
In an instant I named her, as I looked at her face,
Bella meant beautiful and I knew I found grace.
Beautiful to me with her eyes shining bright,
she had curly, coarse fur that appeared black as night.
I brought her home to my house, now alone
where she struggled to be brave and perhaps let me atone
for all the mean things that we humans can do
so we eyed each other over a moment or two.
See, we'd both been abused in one way or another
we needed to mend, we needed to recover.
So starting that evening while we sat on the floor
the beginnings of specialness came into our cores.
She sensed I was lonely and I knew she was scared
I wanted a companion, so do I dare?
Ever so slowly we learned to depend --
Instead of foes, we became friends.
Friends through the years, during good times and bad,
she was faithful and true, the best friend that I had.
She went where I went, she stuck by my side
She licked my tears when I broke down and cried.
She slept by my bed and laid by my tub
and everyone knew she loved belly rubs
She rode in the car with her ears blowing back
Didn't matter to her, there was nothing she lacked
But because life is short and people are mean,
I took her for granted and she was taken from me.
There's a hole in my heart that never will mend,
I cry every morning because I miss my best friend.
My sweet Bella Girl and the loss of her life,
will haunt me forever and cause me great strife.
I don't understand how people so cruel
can get away with the mean things that they do.
If God in heaven is watching down here
perhaps he'll take care of those who despair.
The bond that we shared went beyond being friends
I will love her forever `til I see her again.
With all my love, my sweet Bella girl.
Laura Beatrice
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