We will be together side by side,
even when I’m scared and have no place to hide,
I watch the brightlights while he takes a nap,
I feel nice and safe in my owner’s lap,
Sometimes he gets tired but that’s okay,
I get stroked by passerbys throughout the day
But this time he slept even more,
hunched over on the cold hard floor,
I will wait and wait – he’s my only thought.
Then came Brightlights of a different sort,
I watch him be taken away,
in comes the darkness, here comes the rain.
Shoes on the pavement, a shadow in the way
“Hey little fella what’s your game”
I raise my nose to the voice and into the black I say
“I am the doorway dog, the dog with no name”