The old dog barks backwards without getting up.
I can remember when he was a pup.
If you had a dog as a child and watched it grow old, the picture this poem calls up takes you back to your childhood in an instant, brings up the sadness of loss and growing old and reminds you of the brevity of life and the loss that is a part of living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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