Read by Lucy Jackson

Also, Listen to Loz-Ann McCarthys song rendition of the poem below.

Most of us who have loved and lost a dog feel at times
that somewhere, somehow, they are still around.

We are the ghost dogs
We stand by the wall
We wait in the shadows
And come when you call …
I saw your face in a cloud
So clear it was I laughed
I laughed aloud.
Come back to me, dear one.
I need you, please stay
But as I watched – you faded away.
For we are the ghost dogs
We stand by the wall
We wait in the shadows
And come when you call …
I felt you close at my side
So warm you were – I cried
I cried aloud
Don’t leave me dear one
I’m sick – please don’t go.
I put out my hand – and felt it grow cold.
We are the ghost dogs
We stand by the wall
We wait in the shadows
And come when you call …
I heard you jump on your chair
So clear the sound – I knew
I knew at once you were near
Stay with me, dear one
I’m sad and I fear
But when I looked round – no-one was there.
For we are the ghost dogs
We stand by the wall
We wait in the shadows
And come when you call …