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.
Shadow
There are people who wonder why
someone owns a dog.
To them youâre 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
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No they will never know the joy
of having you around
Theyâll 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
donât always obey.
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They donât 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
Theyâll never see your happiness when you realize youâre going back home,
or when I get your leash out, and you know itâs time to roam.
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No theyâll never know the joy we have by having you around,
or how lucky we were when we brought you home from the pound.
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I know your days are numbered,
our time together is winding down,
but Iâll never forget the joy you gave me,
For having you around.
