Good bye sweet Merrick... you loved and were loved. This is a poem that is on a plaque at the Newfoundland Dog statue, Harbourside Park, St. John's NL.
A Little Prayer for Larry – A Young Newfoundland Dog
Is there in heaven Lord, where Thou dost keep
A place reserved for dogs that fall asleep?
With little rivers chattering over stones,
And wide green fields for them to hide their bones,
Inside, a fire, where sparks do not fly out,
(sparks are such nasty things for dogs to have about),
An old worn rug or two, for them to settle down,
For in between their times of running ‘round.
Dear Lord, I like to think there is, and so I pray
For one small Newfoundland who died today,
He was so very dear, he’d come to me,
And rest his soft black chin upon my knee,
He was so full of fun, not very wise,
The puppy-look still lingered in his eyes,
Lord keep him safe, wherever he may be,
And let him always have a thought of me,
So I may hear, when I pass though the dark,
Thy loving voice, and then his friendly bark.
Poem by
Mina M. Brown
St. John’s, Newfoundland
