A Spirit Free
by Kathleen HighamHow I sometimes loathe the trip
Taking the dog to the Vet
A quivering little ball of fur
Fear has gripped my pet.
Waiting for the Doctor to come
I groaned at the thought of the bill
She opened the door, I forgot
Even the dog became still.
She certainly was not the norm
When her smile graced my eyes
Then a gentle hand reaching out
I was completely mesmerized.
There was a quiet elegance
With the look of a spirit free
Jewelry dangled from her neck
A reassuring voice came to me.
I felt a total trust in her
My little dog she would mend
And I knew in that moment
That my God was her friend.
I shared a story with her
Of an old kitty that had died
Her tears took me by surprise
I believe this woman cried.
My heart marveled at the sight
Even though there was no sound
A place where only she can go
Where animals thoughts are found.
She asked me about Heaven
If I believed we'd all go there
I told her God was faithful
That always He would care.
Oh She was absolutely beautiful
And charming as she could be
For God has truly gifted her
The Doctor, a spirit free.
