This promise is for you
In your hearing and observing,
This promise is for you
In your multiplying greatly.
This promise is for you
In a land that is flowing,
With milk and with honey.

The promise of comfort in your mourning,
The promise of friendship in your parting,
The promise of healing in all your grieving
In a land that is flowing,
With milk and with honey.

Take comfort my child,
Your little pet Rosy,
Gone for a while,
Is safe in God’s arms
Playing, with her friends in creation
In a land that is flowing,
With milk and with honey.

Footnote:
Dedicated to my 12 year old daughter, Chaya,
who still deeply grieves the loss of her pet dog, Rosy.
Rosy died on 18th November 2005.
I wrote this poem just after midnight on 19th November 2006.
I never thought that I would be so grateful to God for the creation of bees and cows!
And many thanks to J.John for his anointed message.