Willoughby’s Way

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

He had a way of lighting up the room when he strolled in,willoughby2
A way of looking up at me… that slightly tilted chin,
A sparkle in his eye when he knew he’d done something right.
His greatest goal for each new day was bringing us delight.
 
He had a bit of mischief in him – kept us on our toes.
Was oft to blame for missing slippers, shoes, remotes, and clothes.
He also seemed to sense the times that I was feeling down.
He’d settle right in next to me, and simply hang around.
 
It was so hard to say goodbye when that day finally came.
Because of him our lives will really never be the same.
Our gentle giant, chocolate chicken… faithful friend was he.
And it will always be with joy we think of Willoughby.
 
It seems like God makes some of us with Willoughby-sized holes
That He intends to sweetly fill with Willoughby-type souls.
And when you find you’ve such a heart to love a furry friend,
You’ll likely find it is a love you’ll never want to end.
 
For they are gifts from God to teach us love and loyalty,
Patience, and forgiveness, and responsibility.
But most of all, they’re family and it always will be so.
And if you’ve loved a Willoughby… well then, I guess you know.
 
 
“Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs…
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.”
1 Corinthians 13:4-8a NIV
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, February 2015
 
Inspired by my friend Jan Bowdish
and her chocolate lab, Willoughby
 

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