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Tribute to Shamrock
My Name Was Shamrock
"You never knew me but I existed.
I may have been a family pet at one time.
Discarded like last years Christmas present
after the new wore off.
I may have been someones symbol of macho manhood.
Fighting in a bloody pit hidden in a garage.
I may have been the dog digging through your trash,
that you cursed and threw rocks at.
How many of you looked at me and turned your head
away not wanting to see the ugliness of
my abuse and neglect.
Had you looked at me , into my eyes,
Oh what you may have seen and learned.
I had love and companionship to give, kisses to share,
feelings .....and many many wags of the tail
that I rarely got to use.
I became resigned to the fact that the life I was living
was just the cards I been dealt.
Thin, dirty, sick, and not by any fault of mine,
a breed people happen to fear and loath.
One day , as I lie alone and close to death I saw a glimps
of life , the way it should have been for me.
A gentle hand with the touch of an angel stroked my
filthyfur.
I heard a gentle voice tell me that I was worthy of love,
and there was a better life to be had.
I was taken to a place where people were not afraid of me.
I was given the name Shamrock, for luck.
Oh how I wish these people could have found me sooner.
I wanted so much to experience this life.
I tried so hard to regain the vigor and hope I once had.
I tried , but it was just to late.
I know you did all you could for me.
The last days of my life made up for the horror I had
experienced.
I wanted you to know...my crossing was peaceful. Thanks
to you.
I left feeling loved , warm and safe.
Not to bad for a mangy, skinny dog with no name.
My name was Shamrock."
Written with love by Pam Porter
"You never knew me but I existed.
I may have been a family pet at one time.
Discarded like last years Christmas present
after the new wore off.
I may have been someones symbol of macho manhood.
Fighting in a bloody pit hidden in a garage.
I may have been the dog digging through your trash,
that you cursed and threw rocks at.
How many of you looked at me and turned your head
away not wanting to see the ugliness of
my abuse and neglect.
Had you looked at me , into my eyes,
Oh what you may have seen and learned.
I had love and companionship to give, kisses to share,
feelings .....and many many wags of the tail
that I rarely got to use.
I became resigned to the fact that the life I was living
was just the cards I been dealt.
Thin, dirty, sick, and not by any fault of mine,
a breed people happen to fear and loath.
One day , as I lie alone and close to death I saw a glimps
of life , the way it should have been for me.
A gentle hand with the touch of an angel stroked my
filthyfur.
I heard a gentle voice tell me that I was worthy of love,
and there was a better life to be had.
I was taken to a place where people were not afraid of me.
I was given the name Shamrock, for luck.
Oh how I wish these people could have found me sooner.
I wanted so much to experience this life.
I tried so hard to regain the vigor and hope I once had.
I tried , but it was just to late.
I know you did all you could for me.
The last days of my life made up for the horror I had
experienced.
I wanted you to know...my crossing was peaceful. Thanks
to you.
I left feeling loved , warm and safe.
Not to bad for a mangy, skinny dog with no name.
My name was Shamrock."
Written with love by Pam Porter
May we never forget Shamrock and all
the other ones like him whose only
crime was to be born.
And may we always remember that
they don't have the benefit of appeal!
And may we always remember that the
people who do things like this to our
animals live among us and it is ONLY
us who can make an impact and say
ENOUGH!!!!
the other ones like him whose only
crime was to be born.
And may we always remember that
they don't have the benefit of appeal!
And may we always remember that the
people who do things like this to our
animals live among us and it is ONLY
us who can make an impact and say
ENOUGH!!!!
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