A Dogs Trip To Heaven Poem by Nic Miller

The holiday in hell is not going well
Life stands still in the Hotel Kennel
The weather is poor and I've got no money
Can't afford happiness heaven don't come free
I know it has been a waste but I don't care
There is no guaranteed arrival for me out there
But when the luggage enters my veins
I suddenly ascend to another plane
All my problems for a while disappear
As my Ark finds a higher gear
I no longer control how far I drive
This is a reality which helps me to survive
Some might say I'm lost and foolish
Controlled by the evil that guides my leash
For in this world I'm just a dog
But past those boundaries I walk like God.