You hear the howl of a hound
it reminds you of you're dad
strike and he is a beater dog
it reminds you of you're 11th birth day
the night he took u and a Friend hunting
it reminds you of all the summers waking up at 5am
how much it meant to him and you
was it worth it you were asked
yes so many memory's
all put in a scrap book never to be forgotten
