I was laying on the couch early one day
a dog was barking; 
From where I couldn't say 
I got up from the couch and went outside 
then off I went out into the countryside
 I took a path thru the bushes and trees
 but the sound of that bark kept nagging at me 
I followed the path till I came to a river 
I reached for a branch and caught a sliver
Under an oak tree I sat down to rest
I watched all the bird's fly from their nests 
After awhile a group of ducks waddled by
 then a fox gave chase 
so they decided to fly
 I walked down the river past a small ridge 
and down in the meadow there was a bridge 
Down by the bridge thru the fog 
I saw what I thought was the barking dog 
Like a bolt of lightning in the dark 
I knew right then that was my old friend's bark 
I looked thru the fog toward the bridge again
and sure enough there was my old friend 
As healthy and beautiful as the day we met 
I ran down thru the meadow to greet my pet 
He ran thru the meadow at such a fast pace 
it was like the old days 
when we used to race 
I hugged and kissed him as he licked my face all his sickness was gone there wasn't a trace 
We were together again after such a long time 
the sun was shining and all was fine 
We walked toward the bridge together again
then we crossed it together
 me and my friend 
This is the way I know it will be 
when we meet again my pet and me 

John Quealy