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Sit down. Inhale. Exhale.

The gun will wait. The lake will wait.

The tall gall in the small seductive vial

will wait will wait:

will wait a week: will wait through April.

You do not have to die this certain day.

Death will abide, will pamper your postponement.

I assure you death will wait. Death has

a lot of time. Death can

attend to you tomorrow. Or next week. Death is

just down the street; is most obliging neighbor;

can meet you at any moment.

You need not die today.

Stay here--through pout or pain or peskyness.

Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow.

Graves grow no green that you can use.

Remember, green’s your color. You are spring. 

Help us, O God, to remember the good times with Ginger. Remind us to rejoice in the happy times she brought to our home. Let us be thankful for the good life we were blessed to give to her.

We are grateful to You, God, for creating Ginger, for entrusting her to our care, and for sustaining her in our love for a measure of time. We understand that all that lives must die. We knew that this day would come. And yet, O God, we would have wanted one more day of play, one more evening of love with Ginger.

O God, as we have taken care of Ginger in life, we ask that You watch over her in death. You entrusted Ginger to our care; now, we give her back to You. May Ginger find a happy new home in Your loving embrace as she keeps Patrick's grandma company.

As we remember Ginger, may we love each other more dearly. May we care for all Your creatures, for every living thing, as we protected her blessed life. May her memory bless our lives with love and caring forever. Amen.

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