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Joy
To the
World
"Joy
to
the
World!"
- I
can
hear
the
people
sing
In
the
building
down
the
road
where
all
the
bells
do
ring
What
is
this
*joy*
they
sing
about
I
wonder
to
myself
As I
lie
here
in
the
cold
and
wet
upon
this
bare
wood
shelf
My
sable
fur
once
soft
and
clean
is
matted
to
the
skin
My
rib
and
hip
bones
jutting
out
- I
can
barely
raise
my
chin
There
are
others
too
at
this
sad
place
who
share
a
common
fate
What
did
we
do
to
earn
this
life
and
get
in
such
a
state?
I
had
some
puppies
here
with
me
about
a
week
ago
But
they're
gone
now
and
I'm
glad
'cause
its
begun
to
snow
Does
God
know
I
loved
and
nursed
them
-
tried
to
keep
them
warm
Though
in
the
end
- it
mattered
not,
they
were
never
safe
from
harm.
Are
snowflakes
really
frozen
tears
from
Heaven
up
above
To
comfort
those
like
us
alone
and
lost
with
no
one
left
to
love?
The
snowflakes
fall
so
soft
and
still
and
muffle
out
the
cry
Of
the
old
one
in
the
next
cage
down;
I
think
she's
going
to
die.
A
glow
appears
amongst
the
flakes
and
slowly
takes
the
form
Of a
dog
like
me
in
better
times,
it
approaches
through
the
storm.
The
old
dog
breathes
just
one
more
time
and
suddenly
lies
still
An
empty
shell
is
all
that's
left,
my
prophecy
fulfilled.
The
glowing
dog
floats
to
her
cage
-
the
door
opens
on
its
own
He
leans
over
her
still,
thin
form
and
says,
"I've
come
to
take
you
home."
"Home
to
the
Bridge
where
there
is
light
and
soft
grass
on
which
to
play
The
sun
shines
always
-
warm
and
bright
-
all
through
out
the
day.
You'll
have
a
lap
in
which
to
sit,
hands
to
softly
stroke
your
face
Someone
to
show
the
love
to
you
that
you
missed
in
this
sad
place."
With
that,
the
old
one
floated
up
and
took
her
place
along
side
-
Once
again
she's
young
and
whole
-
then
the
two
began
to
glide.
I
cried
out
as
they
began
to
leave,
"Please
take
me
there
with
you!
Don't
leave
me
in
this
horrid
place.
Is
there
nothing
you
can
do?"
The
glowing
one
turned
and
smiled
and
said,
"Its
not
your
time
To
travel
to
the
Bridge
my
friend."
Then
I
heard
a
faint,
soft
chime.
Eyes
raised
above,
he
listened
close
and
looked
at
me
again.
"Its
Christmas
Eve,
you
now
must
go
to
the
building
down
the
lane
Where
the
bells
do
ring
this
night
of
nights
and
you
will
sit
and
wait
In
the
stable
filled
with
straw
and
light
next
to
the
wooden
gate.
When
the
singing
stops
and
people
leave,
one
will
stop
and
see
your
face
Be
not
afraid,
for
this
is
one
who
has
an
inner
grace.
She
rescues
those
who
are
lost
or
hurt
and
keeps
them
safe
from
harm.
You
will
find
the
Bridge
on
earth
my
friend
when
you
settle
in
her
arms."
With
that
he
turned
with
my
old
friend,
his
glow
grew
very
bright
It
surrounded
both,
his
wings
unfurled
and
they
flew
away
from
sight.
I
sat
a
moment
in
the
dark
and
then
heard
a
small
pop
The
door
to
my
cage
had
opened
up -
I
leapt
out
with
a
small
hop.
My
shaky
legs
took
me
to
the
lane
where
I
could
see
the
light
From
the
building
with
the
ringing
bells,
my
little
heart
grew
tight.
But
I
thought
of
what
the
glowing
dog
had
said
and
then
I
was
at
peace.
My
fear
was
gone,
strength
filled
my
soul,
I
felt
a
strange
release.
Not
knowing
what
the
world
would
hold
in
store
for
one
as
small
as
me
Faith
gave
me
strength
as I
trotted
slowly
on
towards
my
new
destiny.
Cyndee
Walklet
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