Circa late 2000s? I can't quite place this either in Livonia, when Lincoln was more likely to accompany me on a walk with McTeague or Sylvester, or in Caledonia, when I was more reflective about my walks with Sylvester, but less likely to have my son in tow.

Dad, Dog and Kid

When it seems the days grow wearisome

And the world seems too much a load,

Take a look at what's walking down the road:

Dad, dog and kid.

When it seems that your life is connected

To a thousand cords dangerously on overload,

Take a look at what's walking down the road:

Dad, dog and kid.

When it seems the economy of life

Is forever denying what you are owed,

Take a look at what's walking down the road:

Dad, dog and kid.

When it seems the garden of creativity

Is dying past the point of being sowed,

Take a look at what's walking down the road:

Dad, dog and kid.

When it seems that you can no longer

Take the brunt of fortune's wrath,

Take a look at what's walking up your path:

Dad, dog, and kid.