The following poem is a poem for my dog Shadow, who lived a long and loving life, as written by my mother, Debbie. Shadow and my mom were very close as the only women in our household and often the only ones home during much of the day. I miss her very much.
There are people who wonder why
someone owns a dog.
To them you’re chewed up shoes, carpets and vet bills by the pound.
They will never know the joy we have
by having you around.
The sparkle in your eye when the day begins
and you go out to explore
The wagging tail and smiling face when
you greet me at the door.
Your rambunctious moments of energy when
you love to play tug of war
No they will never know the joy
of having you around
They’ll never see the love you show
when the boys come back to town
or the sense of comfort you give when
bad news comes our way.
They only see the dog hair and that you
don’t always obey.
They don’t see how you follow me and are always by my side,
or the total trust you give me when I take you for a ride
They’ll never see your happiness when you realize you’re going back home,
or when I get your leash out, and you know it’s time to roam.
No they’ll never know the joy we have by having you around,
or how lucky we were when we brought you home from the pound.
I know your days are numbered,
our time together is winding down,
but I’ll never forget the joy you gave me,
For having you around.