Howllo Fellow Hound Lovers: Bassethoundtown.com’s Poet Lauriete has written the most beautiful poem for our residents. Ken Johnson has a wonderful way of putting the words with the moment. Please, Please dear residents pass this poem for Devon’s Dream to everyone you know. Just copy it and paste it in you networking e-mails along with the link to Devon’s Dream First Giving Page. Thank you Ken! You are a true friend to old hounds. http://www.firstgiving.com/DevonsDream
Where will He Go?
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The old Hound laid in the warm day’s sun
Dreaming of belly rubs, treats, and rabbits
He has run.
He once was young, with a family of his own
Two leggers to play with and a favorite bone
There were rides to the store, trips to the park
Grandma’s and more.
Now the muzzle is gray and the Kids are all grown
His master’s been placed in an old age home.
So where will he live? Where will He go?
The years have flown by and now he is old.
But Devon has a dream of a wonderful place
Where the old hounds can live out the rest of their years
With loving care and nothing to fear
Lots of hugs and a gentle touch
Doesn’t seem like asking too much.
Now this is a dream that can come true
It all depends on me and you
Just a few dollars a week
So little to give, for a beautiful
Place for an old Hound to live.
By Ken Johnson, bassethoundtown.com Poet Lauriete – 2007