A Dog Has Died

My dog has died.

I buried him in the garden

next to a rusted old machine.

Some day Ill join him right there,

but now hes gone with his shaggy coat,

his bad manners and his cold nose,

and I, the materialist, who never believed

in any promised heaven in the sky

for any human being,

I believe in a heaven Ill never enter.

Yes, I believe in a heaven for all dogdom

where my dog waits for my arrival

waving his fan-like tail in friendship.

Ai, Ill not speak of sadness here on earth,

of having lost a companion

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