another child's world has been jarred today
s'pose this time it's personal, but happens always
his dog, his world, has been taken away
we'll remember, this good boy, throughout all our days
Happy was a happy pup, and a happy dog as well
exactly named as that is what he made us
each time that we saw him
each time that we heard him
each time that we held him
every time that he crossed our minds
rockabye sweet Happy
an eleven year old's dream
and a fifty eight year old's as well
a family friend who was always true
was always there, gray skies or fair
never a doubt
ever constant
a friend that we could always count on
that loved us
as we loved him
sail on Happy
find your freedom flying high
may you meet your next companion
to run with you in the sky
we'd race out into the morning dew
but we shan't again, tears block my view