Welcome To Pilgrims and Pioneers!

After many years of researching my family geneaology I have been lucky enough to discover actual information about my relatives that lived in the Pilgrim Era and the Pioneer Era- while many people also have realtives from those eras- many do not know their names or where they lived- actually seeing the proof in print makes you much more aware of who they really were.
After discovering these relatives it of course made me curious to learn more about the eras that they lived in and what their lives were like as, the history I learned in grade school had long since been forgotten.
I decided to start this blog for others who are also interested in these eras.
Some of the information here will be actual facts about my realtives and some will be information about the eras in general that I have found on the web.
I hope you will enjoy traveling back in time with me!

Sunday, May 25, 2008

A Dog's Prayer

Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than this loving heart of mine.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet,please take me inside, for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to the bitter elemnts, and I ask no greater glory than the privelege of sitting at your feet beside the warm hearth.
Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow, than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my god, and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I can not tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side and stand ready and willing to protect you with my life should yours be in danger.
And beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather gently hold me in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon to eternal rest- and I will know to leave you, knowint with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
Please God, make me the type of person my dog thinks I am.
Author Unkown
Loyal and true,
his wants are few.
He needs just you.
That's a dog.

3 comments:

Dogpatch Primitives said...

Debra, I love this poem, and so true, they give so much and ask for so little, don't they?

Dogpatch Primitives said...

Debra, I love this poem, and so true, they give so much and ask for so little, don't they?

Debra said...

That is great the way you described them- they do give so much and ask for little in return.
I wish everyone would treat them the way they should be treated!

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