The doorbell sounded,
I opened the door
And their stood Ced,
A friend for many years.
He had a very sad face
As he told me about Jack,
Jack had passed,
Passed a couple of weeks ago.
Jack was such a lovely dog,
The most laid back dog I knew.
I would walk into the coffee house
And he would be lying there,
Lying at Ced’s feet.
He may open an eye to see me
But he stayed laying,
Nothing stirred him.
Now he had gone,
Gone to that kennel in heaven
That place where all good dogs go
And they will be there waiting,
Waiting for their owners
When there owners come back,
Come back to take them,
Take them on a walk once more.
Goodbye Jack.