When the Eyes of an Old Dog Smile
by Owen Marsh ©1999
(for all of the workers at the animal shelter)
The sky is grey and the air is full
Of its gusts causing trees to bend
But the sun shines bright in the house on the hill
For they have just said goodbye to a friend.
Puppies and kittens find parents with ease
Their plights hardly warrent a poem
But announcements and cards should go out with the shout
"Our Muttly has found a new home."
The work and the money, the hours on end
And the wonder if it's really worth while
You'll know it's well spent, it's worth every cent
When you see the eyes of an old dog smile.