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While looking for a pet casket I came across this poem.
Just A Loan
An angel came to me one day, with a ball of fur in hand.
The angel gave the ball to me, as we stood there in the sand.
She said to me, "It's just a loan, and for only a short time."
She also said, "I'll be back one day, for the ball of fur is mine."
I looked down at that ball of fur, two eyes stared back at me.
I fell in love upon that day, as I held it close to me.
Time went by and my love grew, such close friends we became.
When I hugged that ball of fur, life was never again the same.
No matter where I found myself, my friend would be there.
We ran and played almost every day. There was always something new to play.
As time went by my friend slowed down, I could tell that it felt bad.
That was when the angel returned; who could see that I was sad.
She said now the time had come, to take my friend back home.
I watched them leave with tear filled eyes, as I remembered, "It's just a loan."
Author: Hoyt Northcutt
Just A Loan
An angel came to me one day, with a ball of fur in hand.
The angel gave the ball to me, as we stood there in the sand.
She said to me, "It's just a loan, and for only a short time."
She also said, "I'll be back one day, for the ball of fur is mine."
I looked down at that ball of fur, two eyes stared back at me.
I fell in love upon that day, as I held it close to me.
Time went by and my love grew, such close friends we became.
When I hugged that ball of fur, life was never again the same.
No matter where I found myself, my friend would be there.
We ran and played almost every day. There was always something new to play.
As time went by my friend slowed down, I could tell that it felt bad.
That was when the angel returned; who could see that I was sad.
She said now the time had come, to take my friend back home.
I watched them leave with tear filled eyes, as I remembered, "It's just a loan."
Author: Hoyt Northcutt