My Jack was so dear to me
He shared his 9 years with glee.

He knew when I was lonely
He always wanted to see me happy.

At times he would raise his paw
And would look at my eyes to know.

If I was not keeping any worry
If I had he would wag just for me to be jolly.

Jack would even sing and growl
And raise his snout up and roar.

Jack howled while Mom played the piano
He got one song over his soprano.

Jack is one good memory
And forever be treasured.

Other dogs will never be
As Jack will always be.