| Wilbur's the name, and he's my dog, His face is white and brown, He came with me for all to see He's the only Aussie dog in town. We flew on the plane from the bottom of the earth To live in a land full of snow With bears and deers and moose on the loose It was a huge decision to go. He's six years old so I've been told, He's been with me all those years; We packed up our stuff It was awfully rough, And we left amongst heaps of tears. We said goodbye to our family and friends And headed up north to live It was a long, long ride, him by my side, To see what a new life had to give. He's gained some weight and runs like mad And barks at his neighbours nearby, But he hates the birds or helicopters He sees up high in the sky. We've seen lots of bears And mountains of snow And got used to the temperatures that go down oh! .... so low. His tail is full and fluffy and grand And stands up straight and tall; It wags non stop when he sees his mates Or when his mum throws him his ball. There's Flash and Beebs and Charlie who call, His new doggie mates, Canadian and all; I often wonder, just for a lark If they know he's an Aussie, From the tone of his bark. He loves to swim but was scared of the ice And had to be shown what it was. It sure was different from his swims at home, The water is warmer in "OZ". He sleeps a lot, all warm and secure And happy in his new place We're together all day, Filled with cuddles and play And I adore his sweet little face. I hope for the years to be many and long, Before the tears begin to flow, He's my little boy, Who brings me joy, And I dread the time he will go. My heart will be heavy and filled with despair At the sight of my dear little friend, He'll no longer run nor bask in the sun But instead will have his life end. I'll place him deep, where he's covered in snow, It will be somewhere nice in the end; I'll share my thoughts, my smiles and tears And thank him profoundly for being my friend. But till that day we'll continue to play And fill our lives with fun We'll roll in the snow until it will go From the rays of the gorgeous sun "Wilbur George" (From Tasmania to British Columbia) Lots of hugs to you my darling little friend ... ~Jana MB~ Copyright 2001 |
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