Old Dog

You still lay beside his chair.
Head on paws and patient stare
Waiting for the lad in vain
Until your death you will remain.
Eyes once bright now stare blind
Seek the past and master kind
Memory of beloved call
That drew you from both field and hall
Muzzle now shot through with grey
You are a dog of yesterday
Your days are drawing to an end
You wait in vain for your lost friend
Your coat once bright has lost its sheen
You walk on legs with palsy seen
But in dog dreams your running still
Boy by your side on shore and hill
Old dog your days are all but done
And in the end I will be the one.
To set you free from your pain
So you can run with my lost boy again.

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

2 thoughts on “Old Dog

  1. I never thought I would enjoy a “Dog poem” but this one made me think of my old Black Lab of years ago, now departed to wherever such noble beasts go… a beautiful succession of couplets.
    My dog had to be put down when his hips became useless and he could not get up.
    I still see him in dreams sometimes.


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