Haven's Molly of
Are buried with his pride
Where he decides the good and bad,
The wrong way from the right.
And where his judgement carefully
Is hidden from our sight.
A dog must have a secret place
Where every thought abides,
A sort of close acquaintance that
He trusts in and confides.
And when accused unjustly for
Himself, He cannot speak.
Rebuked He finds within his soul
The comfort he must seek.
He'll love, tho' he is unloved
And he'll serve tho' badly used,
And one kind word will wipe away
The times when he's abused.
Altho' his heart may break in two
His love will still be whole.
Because God gave to every dog
An understanding soul.
A DOG'S SOUL
Colonial's Cuff (1981) x
Ch. Bullocks Sargent at Arms
Haven's Molly of Wil-La-B
Ch. Tauralan's Victorious
Cagney a most kind and
THAT ON SOME SOLEMN SHORE
BEYOND THE SPHERE OF GRIEF
OLD FRIENDS SHALL MEET ONCE MORE
Ch. Colonial's Sugar Rae (1981) X
Go Stranger, Tell
my master......I lie
obedient to his word.
"Beloved master, when the Great
Master saw fit to deprive me of
my health, you did not turn away
from me. Rather you in held me in
your in your arms and gave me
I left knowing with the last breath
I drew, my fate was safest in your
Beth Norman Harris
WHATEVER YOU SEE
WHATEVER YOUR EYES TELL YOU HAS BECOME OF ME
THIS IS NOT........IS NOT THE END
GOD MAKES ALL THINGS NEW AGAIN
OUR FOREVER FRIEND
FALL BROOK'S GONE WITH THE WIND
"TWAS SO GOOD TO BE YOUNG THEN, TO BE CLOSE TO THE EARTH
NOW THE GREEN LEAVES OF SUMMER HAVE CALLED ME TO HOME"