ask a dog the meaning of life

as it looks into your eyes.

It's crying time for the thirsty soul

and he doesn't realize

 

but he sees that earnest look you give

and he reaches for the skies

to find an answer to give you hope

in the realm of the worldly wise.

 

And when the thought has run its course

he knows you're in the clear,

for all that clamours in the restless soul

leaves just a trace of fear.