Sad Dog Poems DefinitionSource(Google.com.pk)
We have dedicated this section of the site to famous Dog poems and poetry. Our favorite dog poem of all time is The Song of Quoodle by G.K.Chesterton - a real treat for anyone who has never heard of this poem. The classical, famous dog poems and poetry by famous people featured are written by Robert Burns (The Twa Dogs) and Elizabeth Barrett Browning (To Flush, My Dog). Sad dog poems are also included relating to dogs epitaphs by Sir William Watson (Epitaph to a Dog) and Inscription on the Monument of a Newfoundland Dog by Lord Byron. On the lighter side of Dog Poems we have included the lyrics of an old English music hall song by songwriter Joseph Tabrar (Daddy Wouldn't Buy Me a Bow Wow) written in 1892. The selection would not be complete without one of the most famous dog poems by the American lyricist Stephen Foster (Old Dog Tray). Nursery rhymes are often excluded in relation to famous dog poems but the secret messages hidden in "Old Mother Hubbard" and the sinister history behind "Hark, hark the dogs do bark"
You Didn't Even Say Goodbye
"Woof!" I said as you started the car,
"Hooray!" I said, it's my first time afar.
The scents we were passing were all new to me,
For it was my first introduction to this mystery.
As we got out of the car I embraced you with joy,
After all you remembered to bring my favourite toy!
You threw it once or twice, of which I retrieved,
But on the third it seemed you were ready to leave.
You threw it long and hard and I chased it like lightning,
But when I turned to bring it back I saw a sight quite frightening.
I gripped my toy hard as I tried to comprehend
What it was I did wrong to make our relationship end.
You walked back to your car as I sat there still loyal.
Why am I subservient and you so royal?
Your engine started, and you peeled out into the night,
You didn't even care about my overwhelming fright.
As I sat in my pose determined you would come back,
The sun faded behind me while the surroundings turned black.
Day after day I stayed in that park,
Lying... waiting... too feeble to bark.
As I lay there dying thinking of you master,
I asked myself how I got into this horrifying disaster.
With my last breath of life, I whispered your name
Then I collapsed in a heap overrun by pain.
Why didn't you love me master? Why didn't you care?
Had I no significance, was I just a clump of hair?
I stayed there master and I waited for you
I guess taking care of me was just too much to do.
I'm gone now master, no more You-and-I
But what I can't figure out is why you didn't even say goodbye...