When I'm and old lady <br />I'll look back down the beach of my life <br />And see two sets of tracks <br /> <br />One set will be mine <br />Plodding along through the dreary cycle <br />Living my life the best way I know <br /> <br />The other will be from my pet <br />Dog or cat or something else <br />Always walking beside me <br /> <br />Or that's what I think <br />Until I see the times I was led off the path <br />By a happy pet hoping to rekindle my joy<br /><br />Phoenix Rory<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/footprints-and-pawprints/
