02/19/2025
I get a lot of requests for this, so once again I am happy to share it. This is dedicated to our Hall of Fame Sire, Lobo's Dixiana Dance King (4-14-89 to 2-7-04). I wrote this on 9-20-05. Can not believe almost twenty years ago.
HE WAITS
Last week I woke from a midsummer night
With a most peaceful feeling while lying in my bed
Standing bedside with his head near my side I saw him in the dim light
I felt his presence, looked deep into his eyes and knew it was him
HE WAITS FOR ME
Was it really him or am I dreaming, I wondered
No, it was him, no doubt, he came back to check on me
I turned to look at the ceiling, to comprehend my find
Looking back in a flash to call his name, he was gone as suddenly as he appeared
HE WAITS FOR ME
He was there that night, he came to me to tell me he was o.k.
In the dark of the night, he came to me
I saw the softness of his eyes, he was free from pain and age, I knew it was him
I closed my eyes to try to sleep as the tears ran down my cheeks
MY RED DOG WAITS FOR ME