Sometimes I think there is nothing that one human can do to another
That cannot be healed - at least a little at a time -
By an animal's unconditional love.

Oh, romp with those dogs, and know
That sometimes life is simple
That joy is as easy as a belly-rub given
That nothing can compare with the reckless abandon
Of a running dog
And that love lives!

Look into those scamps' eyes,
Skritch those ears and see those eyes squint with glee
Romp and play and remeber what fun is ...

And know that they'll be back
As long as you have a stick to throw, or just a hand to pet them
And that life can be simple
Joy can come easily
And love lives!