The house seems oh so very empty
now that Tuffy is gone
at the door no longer is he waiting
to greet me with a bark
or run outside to play within our yard
when I get home from work
wake me up in the middle of the night
from a dream so sweet
yapping and barking at the cacophony
of the noises of the night
prowling on the other side of our door
nor hop up onto the couch
where Tuffy used to curl up into a ball
laying down beside me
from time to time as I watched a movie
our house will not be quite
the same without our little furry friend
nor will we walk together
beside the road before I head for work
yet these will be the times
that I shall do my very best to remember
all the happiness and joy
that he brought to my wife, son and me
down throughout the years
before the hour of the long goodnight