paws on my shoulders
As I lay on he floor
On my back Looking up
And I marvel at all
Of the wisdom behind
Those spooky black eyes
And those long drooping ears
There's an animal wisdom
Who knows of the value
Of the moment called now
To live in this moment
Without fear or remembrance
To know the full joy
Of a sniff or a scent
Do live full alive
While running a squirrel
While digging a hole
Or rolling in grass
It is the same wisdom
That all animal bear
And all of he dogs
That have lived before
Of Argus and Balto
Of lassie and Bobbie,
And millions and millions
Of soft padded feet.