Where The Red Fern Grows Poem by Angello Furigay

Loyal, Determined, strong and the bravest of them all
Everyone would love to hear his deep, bold bawl
Why did Old Dan have to die?
He wouldn’t have left if he saw how much Billy cried

Little Ann was the most intelligent, allegiant, and agile
As tough as she was her big heart was fragile
Little Ann felt so much sorrow
Why when Old Dan died. Her big heart turned hollow
Being this lonely, Will she live till tomorrow?

Two days after his death she also died
It was like her and Old Dan were tied
Wherever he went she went.
But is this really what God meant

For these wonderful hounds to die
Billy didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye
Little Ann, Old Dan why did you both have to go?
Did you both want to go to heaven?
So both of your eyes can once more glow?
Or did you both want to see the red fern grow?