For An Old Friend

I fear not the darkness,
and death does not me hold.
I wander now in sunshine,
and such beauty I behold.
I am no longer bound by the years,
that made my poor bones creak.
So dry your eyes of tears,
for I have found the peace I seek.
Although our paths have parted,
I still carry your love in my heart.
And I know your thoughts are with me,
on this new life I now start.

For My Girl Sox

Soul Salvation

(G. Turnbull, Feb 2011)

Hardship made you lose all trust,

and sorrow turned your heart to frost.

Loneliness through the cold hard days,

memories of a family long ago lost.

Fear and anger fill your soul,

as alone you sit inside a cage.

No salvation in sight,

just cold and bitter rage.

Day after day,

night after night.

Engulfed in sadness,

with no way to fight.

then ...

Come, said a voice

right by your ear, 

Walk with me,

and have no fear.

I'll show you life,

as it ought be.

I'll show you love,

just wait, you'll see.

I will teach,

but I too will learn.

For your trust and love,

I hope to earn.

Stay with me,

until the end.

Be my companion, 

my confidant and friend. 

and many years form now

I will ease your crossing,

and hold you as you sleep. 

And as I wish a fond farewell,

I shall promise not to weep.

...

But now,

I think it's that time of day!

Get your ball,

and let's go play!

An Old Dog's Plea 

(G. Turnbull, Jan 2011)

So tired, 

so weak.

Could you please help me find,

the peace I seek?

But bide with me,

til my time is done.

And be glad for me,

for soon I will run.

Into the light,

towards green fields.

Where I can be free for ever,

when this body yields.

But cry no tears,

feel no sadness.

I will be released,

from this earthly madness.

More than 'just a dog'

(G. Turnbull, June 2010)

There is no beginning,

there is no end,

my love is yours forever,

my little doggy friend.

There are no strings,

there are no rules.

And to those who think you are 'just a dog',

I say to them, they are fools!

They don't know,

and they can't comprehend,

how a 'just a dog'

can become more than a friend.

I tell you my worries,

I share with you my woes,

and you calm my fears,

with a lick on the nose.

You are always there,

you are always near,

and with you by my side,

there is nothing to fear.

More than 'just a dog',

that is patently clear.

You are my confidant,

and I hold you so dear!

My Most Read Poem (4000 + Reads)

Those Who Fell

I often stop and wonder why,

and ask 'What it's all about?'

I find myself looking into the sky,

and hear myself scream and shout.

I wake from my sleep,

with my heart beating fast.

And tears I weep,

as I long for safer days past.

More sand and dust,

another day of hell.

Doing what I must,

remembering those who fell.

Winning hearts and winning minds,

trying every day.

Doing this job takes all kinds,

but I wish it would just go away.

I dread each day when we go out to seek,

the enemy with his gun.

But all I have left is one long week,

then my time here will be done.

I hope I can hold my head up high,

and say 'I did my job well'.

And I, with a sigh,

will remember those who fell.

Welcome Slovenia!

I'm afraid that I don't speak, and certainly can't write, your language, but nevertheless, I would like to thank you for stopping by.

I am accustomed to the occasional visit from eastern Europe but never before have I had so many hits in such a short period of time. It makes my heart (and head) swell with pride to know that so many of you (apparently) appreciate my blog. At least I hope you do.

There were over 50 hits on Those Who Fell between the hours of 5.50am and 6.00am, which is quite amazing really (It has been read over 2000 times since I posted it November 2010) as I am not the most prolific of bloggers.

According to an English-Slovenian translator that I found on-line 'Thank you' in Slovenian is, believe it or not, Thank you!

So....

Thank you (that's the Slovenian one, not the English one) to everyone who popped in to read my blog.