Nick krakana


A Dogs Life - Poem by Nick krakana

My dog he likes to stare at me
He knows my every frailty
He knows if my day's been good or bad
Or if life has made me sad

He's not the kind who likes to roam
He's always glad to see me home
Running the horses was his favourite time
Through the bush keeping Joe in line

His heart's as big as the moon on high
When he goes I know I'll cry
For now we'll walk the slow walk through
He can't run no more his hips sore too

He once was a juvenile just like me
Getting into mischief one two three
Like all young eyes we showed him how
Not to go running afoul

I did from time to time go look for him

Like when he crossed the line so thin
T'was then i saw his face in mine
Like the horse who chatters when a bear is near
Oh please just get me out of hear

A mushers sleigh he pulled along
Filled with a laughing children's song
I think he loved to hear their chatter
I swear that's what he was after

Can you tell me why it is so
The creator dealt the dog this harsh blow

To live a life so short and fast
Of all his creatures around down here
The dog is the one who became so dear
Could his reason be a lesson for each of life's season's

For he knows no treason - Love's his only reason


Poet's Notes about The Poem

About my 14 1/2 year old dog February 14th 2000- August 24th 2014

My dog Ben would follow me from room to room and lay down and stare at me and on one cold January morning he stared up at me and helped me to turn out this poem.

He was a great dog a special gift

Comments about A Dogs Life by Nick krakana

  • Silver Star - 3,508 Points Walterrean Salley (9/11/2014 6:01:00 PM)

    Enjoyed very much. It gives insight into Ben's personality. What a kind and caring pet he was, and lots of company. Certainly can feel the warmth. I’m sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing this precious piece. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 6, 2014


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