Bold Dogs And Men Poem by Barry A. Lanier

Days are long for old dogs and men
As crows flap across the blue skies
We gaze and sleep, and gaze and sleep
Time is short and life is so frail
We rejoice in the soft summer breeze
Touching the bark of an oak tree
Praying yet for another season
Akward as little children playing
Yet eager without resolve
Streaks running across our vision
Yet still seeing the blue
Remembering all the good days
Before our get and go
Got up and then went
As twilight touches the horizon
We gaze and we sleep
Yes, days are so long
For old dogs and old men