Once upon a time there was a little boy-
And a pretty little boy he be
And as he grew his looks did too-
He became every gal's dream
His spirit did soar, as unique is the word
For his kindness and gentility
Whether feathered or furred, Jewish or Kurd
We all love his affability
He has traveled, he's sailed
Soared--freedom uncurtailed,
Oh what a history our character has!
The stories are many, they're varied aplenty
But, no bragging---he's never been crass.
So no one knows all of his rises and falls
Though the funny ones did seem to amass.
When young, not a child- he remained a bit wild
No need for the fun to be ending.
There were laughs to be had, maturity's sad
So enjoy these fine herbs God is sending.
He had friends by the gross, more women than most
But none who could keep his attention.
Then he met a young gal who was more than a pal
She offered more than he ever dared mention.
He knew in his heart that she was, 'The One',
Who'd walk next to him throughout his life.
And when they were sure that love would endure,
She agreed to become his wife.
So married they got, needed or not
The paper made their moms smile.
And together they strode down life's windy road
Side by side they traversed every mile.
Unless he would stumble, then he didn't need mumble
She'd support him as long as he needed.
And he'd do the same when the time ever came-
Though rarely they felt that defeated.
Many years later, their love was yet greater
If you can imagine that.
Their life was just grand, not perfect as planned
But the thin was outweighed by the fat.
They had fun when together-like tickled by feathers
The magic had grown ever stronger.
They were partners for sure, they're love had endured
As the pet list just kept getting longer.
But all quickly changed when bad news boldly came
Perhaps they had months and not years.
Both were sad at the news, so much left yet to do
It just didn't seem right to their ears.
They thought and they cried, laughed and then sighed
They talked about her love, and his.
He'll be walking alone through a mystical threshold
To a place that's been called the true bliss.
Though they knew that was true, both were still very blue
For the change just seem too much to bear.
When a new point-of-view, perhaps slightly skewed
made everything suddenly much clearer.
Dale's work is all done, and he's going to have fun
Visiting family and friends from the past.
Gail could come too, but her chores aren't through
So he'll watch over her as he has laughs.
For Uncle Nathan's still funny, Zynda's still clumsy
And Auntie Anna's no thinner up there.
Dale's daddy's still flying and other relatives are whining
How'd you get a dog way up here?
See, the more that things change, they stay just the same
The test is to find the connection.
Dale'll be partying first, while Gail's feeling the worst
For she'll be missing his special affection.
But, he'll miss her too, and when it's her cue
He'll be right there at the gate with confections!!!
