Good Dog
My ashes now rest on the mantle,
I've gone to my home in the sky.
Master I want to thank you
for your soft and loving good~bye.
I always tried hard to please you,
I did the best that I could.
My aim was to gain your approval
and hear you say I was good.
At one time they called me a bad dog,
until you came on the scene.
Your love has made me a good dog
I'm grateful you did intervene.
You have my eternal devotion
although I no longer abide
in the earthly home you inhabit,
my love transcends time and tide.
Ella M. Dillon
The Poem " Good Dog " sent
to me from doggie heaven by Ghenges
after we lost him to bone cancer.
Ella M. Dillion |