WHAT AM I TO YOU?                         Ukjent

As a pup I dreamed and wondered

What life would hold in store:

For ME, I thoughy, there's something GREAT

Beyond that kennel door.

Out there are many people

And I have much to give:

Love and wit and gentleness

to help them learn to live.

I'd be someones protector

Keep little ones from harm

Or guide an old mans very steps

Or help to run a farm

I'd run and bark and jump and play

with friends along a sandy shore

I'd roll in meadows thick and green

that lie beyond that kennel door.

I lay here waiting - longing

as days and years went by

My owner kept me fed and brushed

But inside, let me die.

I do not think of greatness now

I'm old and filled with pain

My owner has som ribbons

But I have ived in vain.

I cannot think what could have been

My dreams are filled with hope no more

Just floor and walls and broken heart

for me behind this kennel door.....                          TILBAKE