My Poor Dog Keeps a Crying

My poor dog is crying in the wilderness lost sight of his master and the rest of kin Wagging and scratching to leave for safer haven Barking in the nights Whining during the days He lost the lease around the neck Why does it refuse to lie down and whisper WHY SHOULD I GO ON AND LIVING,WHAT THE HECK?! Old bones of the 20 year old collie When will the Children come back to play like happiness of jolly It wanders through the infested forests Eating fallen berries to keep the breath still breathing The sun goes down in early set This little pooch still hasn't found his bearings as yet Evening is quite chilly,even for the warmth in Fur A faint gentle moan as if to ward off the night creatures,just beginning to stir An animal that has a brain to find a way out..of this Canadian Plain I should have made sure that he was safe and secure while we were sleeping in our tent Then he broke his chains and quickly sauntered went We cried for a 24 hour raindrop that is sad,sweet,and filled with regret Thinking ever constantly:WILL WE EVER FIND HIM AS YET?! Before I lay me down to sleep My thoughts, a prayer, to the little lost and lonely sheep Please find your way home again!!