Two little dogs used to greet me each day
And show me they missed me while I was away.

Sniffles, the Yorkee had grown deaf and blind,
I watched him suffer, life was unkind.

It would have been selfish to keep him alive,
Tears crept down my cheeks as I tried to drive,

Billy and Snifles

For 16 short years he was my good friend,
How could I stand it, now his life had to end?

Just Sparkie was left to greet me each day
And show me he missed me while I was away.

Then Sparkie got sick and I started to grieve,
And sat by his side,"Old friend, please don't leave."

Sparkie

But his time was over and he went away,
Once more the tears fell on that cold, dreary day.

There was no little dog left to greet me each day,
And show me he missed me while I was away.

As much as I loved them I wanted no pup,
For it hurt me too much when I gave them up.

But in spite of myself, when I heard a friend say,
"I have a cute puppy that I'll give away."

I said,  "I need a puppy to greet me each day,
And tell me she missed me while I am away."

Candy

Soon an add in the paper said, "Yorkee mix--cheap."
That little soft puppy just made my heart leap.

Cookie

Now there are two little puppies to greet me each day
And tell me they missed me while I was away.

Candy and Cookie
The little clowns

I've learned a lesson, in spite of my fears,
Love will grow brighter when watered with tears.
 
 

Note
This was written eight years ago, right after we got our dogs, Candy and Cookie.
I think God will let me see Sparkie and Sniffles when I get to Heaven.