Maggie Lamond Simone 

  . . . From Beer to Maternity
"Losing Decker"

My dog went to Heaven; he went there today.

I'm not quite sure how, but he knew the way.

Every day it was harder to run and to climb,

And I guess in his heart, he knew it was time.

 

My Mom said it was best; he was older and aching

But I loved him so much that I think my heart’s breaking.

He was not just my pet, he was also my friend.

We'd play ball and we'd swim and sometimes just pretend

          

We were dinosaurs, giants, heroes and more.

We would howl and bellow and make-believe roar.

When it was bed time, he’d cuddle up tight

And be blanket and pillow all through the night.

 

When we woke up, we would run down the stairs

Without any worries, without any cares.

But this morning was different, and he couldn’t race.

Something was wrong, I could tell by his face.

 

His usual smile was cloudy and sad

And he couldn’t get up, so I ran to get Dad.

We went to the vet, but his pain was too deep

So she gave me his collar, and then put him to sleep.

 

She said that it’s best for a pet who’s in pain

That we help end his hurting; she called it “humane.”

And we loved him so much that we did our parts

Even though it has left a big hole in our hearts.

 

My Mom doesn’t hide it; she's crying too.

She says that sometimes, that's all you can do.

She says she believes that as time goes by

It won't hurt so much and we won't need to cry.

 

But right now I'm sad and I wish he were here

To jump up and kiss away every tear,

To huddle and cuddle and run off with my shoe,

And wag his tail in my face like he used to do.

 

I wish I could hold him and give him his bone

And tell him how much I want him to come home

But now that he’s gone, I guess I can see

That the best thing for my dog was setting him free.

 

My parents said maybe we’ll get a new pet

And I told them, okay, but I’m not ready yet.

For now, I think I just want to be sad

And to think about all the good times that we had.

 

I think I will find all the pictures we took

And put them together into a book.

That way, they’ll all be in the same place

For times when I just want to remember his face.

 

My Decker’s in Heaven, where he’ll romp, run and play

Where he’ll be happy and healthy every day.

So I guess I’ll be glad he was here for awhile

To love me and lick me and just make me smile.

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