"Domino" September 16 1996 ----- April 15 2000
Springer/Black Labrador
Domino
This is for a dog who always wanted to play,
in sunshine or rain in one place he would not stay.
This is for a dog who didn't run but would hop
and when we got home he just wouldn't stop.
This is for a dog who rolled snowballs with his nose,
who ate everything and tore up the garden hose.
This is for a dog who played with his chain.
Who always made us smile and didn't bring us any pain.
This is for a dog who sat on top of his house,
and looked around while being quiet as a mouse.
This is for a dog who howled at the church bells.
Who would hang his head whenever we someone yells.
This is for a dog who had a cat friend.
Who growled at strangers our lives he would defend.
This is for a dog who would put up his paw.
Just for you to shake everytime it was you he saw.
This is for a dog that God took away.
Our happiness ended that cruel cold day.
This is for a dog who is still playing,
but only in heaven where he will be staying.
This is for a dog who still hops.
And when we go Home he won't stop.
This is for a dog who doesn't now have a chain.
And for the Angels he will never bring pain.
This is for a dog who still rolls snowballs with his nose.
Who now chews on halos and tears up God's garden hose.
This is for a dog who sits up on his house.
And looks around and he still sees us.
This is for a dog who still howls at church bells.
Who ruins the holy choir and hangs his head when they yell.
This is for a dog who has cat friends.
All the Angels he defends.
This is for a dog who puts up his paw.
Wanting them to shake whoever he saw.
This is for a dog who is still in our lives.
The only difference is it's in Heaven he now thrives.
Written by Kaylee 13 years old
Kaylee and Family
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