Howllo Fellow Hound Lovers: Bassethoundtown.com’s Poet Lauriete has written the most beautiful poem for our residents. Ken Johnson has a wonderful way of putting the words with the moment. Please, Please dear residents pass this poem for Devon’s Dream to everyone you know. Just copy it and paste it in you networking e-mails along with the link to Devon’s Dream First Giving Page. Thank you Ken! You are a true friend to old hounds. http://www.firstgiving.com/DevonsDream

Where will He Go?

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The old Hound laid in the warm day’s sun

Dreaming of belly rubs, treats, and rabbits

He has run.

He once was young, with a family of his own

Two leggers to play with and a favorite bone

There were rides to the store, trips to the park

Grandma’s and more.

Now the muzzle is gray and the Kids are all grown

His master’s been placed in an old age home.

So where will he live? Where will He go?

The years have flown by and now he is old.

But Devon has a dream of a wonderful place

Where the old hounds can live out the rest of their years

With loving care and nothing to fear

Lots of hugs and a gentle touch

Doesn’t seem like asking too much.

Now this is a dream that can come true

It all depends on me and you

Just a few dollars a week

So little to give, for a beautiful

Place for an old Hound to live.

By Ken Johnson, bassethoundtown.com Poet Lauriete – 2007

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