Always glad to see me
Always at my side;
I need to say this clearly
So it’s obvious when I die;
I’ll stop the bus on the way
Until I surely know:
If there are no dogs in heaven,
I don’t want to go.
Walking in the dunes
Sniffing every tuft of grass;
Patience with my impatience
Is how you teach me class.
If you could tell me how you feel
I’d listen head to toe;
If there are no dogs in heaven
I don’t want to go.
In that moment when we look
Into each other’s eyes,
Our feelings of contentment
Come as no surprise;
My grateful grin, your heartfelt wag
We reap just what we sow;
If there are no dogs in heaven
I don’t want to go.
If there were no dogs in heaven
I’d be a garden without a rose,
A napper with no doze,
A doorway you can’t close,
A face without a nose,
A fire truck with no hose;
Oh, I wouldn’t last a minute
If heaven had no dogs in it.
Always glad to see me
No matter where I’ve been;
The happiest of greetings
Shows in your goofy grin;
At night you guard the hallway
To keep us free of woe
If there are no dogs in heaven
I don’t want to go.
If there were no dogs in heaven
I’d be a rainstorm with no drips,
Poker with no chips,
A gymnast with no flips,
A dancer with no hips,
A kiss without four lips;
Oh, there’s not that much I know,
But if there are no dogs in heaven
I don’t want to go.
If there are no dogs in heaven
I don’t want to go.
(Dog Boy: Author Boy)
Narble Furt Lives 
Very nice.
I resemble these remarks. Love it!
This made me both happy and sad. I thought think it is beautiful! Anne Stewart disneysport@comcast.net
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You are breaking my heart. Your boy is at your side, in your mind, part of you. I know this because you wove him throughout your Ochoco book and he leaps to life with your words.
I am certain my 15 y.o. Schnauzer, DJ Magee, is watching and waiting to greet me when it is my turn – so draw yourself together:
No doubt there are dogs in heaven
And it’s okay to go.
Thanks for your thoughts. Yes, he will always be a part of me. He’s still here. Our walks aren’t as long as they used to be, but he’s interested and wants to go every day. When the time comes, we’ll be okay.
Ha Ha, I love it!
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Love this, couldn’t agree more! ❤
Your poem reminded me of this story: https://drkottaway.com/2021/10/18/dmv/, thank you!