I remember you my friend, It’s been quite awhile,
You gave a grin but did not smile, there were many miles.
Running through the park, you did have a mind of your own,
Chasing the wind, free to bark at the birds, you would run.
Beige and white, a hound dog that would sleep by the bed at night,
Never have you been forgotten, when you went away it was hard,
Your pain was now gone, chasing birds in the wind would be forever.
Today I think of you as your name came suddenly to my mind,
” Cherokee” you were known all around, I remember your sound.