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Post by Sherry on Oct 13, 2012 10:03:47 GMT -5
Taken from facebook, author unknown:
The Loan
What's the price? I asked of him, the owner of the store. Or should, I thought, seek shelters where the have so many more?
The price I paid that sunny day,was nothing I had known. For money wasn't all of it, he was but just a loan.
I paid with heart, with every time, a snuffle or a sneeze. The years went by, pieces of heart so many just like these.
Thoughout those years a bigger piece, each time we saw "the man". "Oh fix him please, oh can you please?" He said, "Oh yes I can."
Then came the day when money not, nor tears could make him well. Was this the loan I'd heard about, the tolling of the bell?
One single tear, a thousand more, twas time to say goodbye. To pay my loan, and send him home...I felt that I would die.
With all the pieces of my heart, with tears on my cheek hot. I paid my loan, I sent him home, alas with money not.
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Post by shiftyferret on Oct 13, 2012 10:35:34 GMT -5
How very fitting, we've lost so many this late summer/fall.
What a beautiful and well thought out poem. And I'm not really into poems!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2012 11:00:34 GMT -5
Oh wow. That is amazing. Actually made me tear up!
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Post by Sherry on Oct 13, 2012 12:02:47 GMT -5
It does me as well. Which means it really hits home
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2012 12:43:48 GMT -5
Thats a really beautiful poem! It hits really close to home
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Post by nanjferret on Oct 13, 2012 13:12:44 GMT -5
ok tears this way.....
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Post by miamiferret2 on Oct 13, 2012 14:47:01 GMT -5
i always cry when i read that. and the pic that was posted with that poem on FB always breaks my heart (white ferret holding his paws in front of his face as though he were praying).
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Post by miamiferret2 on Oct 13, 2012 14:50:51 GMT -5
what a sad thing to realize that no amount of money in the world will fix them when it is time for them to go the rainbow bridge. i love my ferrets so much that if i could donate one of my organs to them to help them survive, i would. i would pay ANYTHING to get them well (and I have paid a lot over the years). but this poem is true. they are just a loan. God always takes his little furry clowns back.
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Post by Heather on Oct 13, 2012 21:59:15 GMT -5
ciao
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Post by darlene on Oct 14, 2012 0:31:46 GMT -5
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Post by katt on Oct 14, 2012 1:52:57 GMT -5
The picture:
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