He sat in his doctor’s office,
Consternation on his face,
He hadn’t very long to live
For death, now, had entered the race.

He had great fear of the unknown,
Fears he knew he should not abide.
He asked the doctor if he knew
What waited on the other side?

He said, “I’ve always believed in God,
But with the threat of death so near
I know not what awaits me there,
And it’s that unknown that I fear.”

Just then his faithful wheelchair dog
Scratched on the doctor’s office door.
“Looks like your dog wants in,” Doc said,
“He’s never been in here before.”

“He has no dread of what awaits,
And never even thinks of fear.
The unknown doesn’t bother him
Because he knows his master’s here.”