My Faithful Dog
I turn and I feel he sits
As usual, by my side,
My faithful devoted friend
For me, he'll never die.
For I'll ever hear his gentle breathing
His step upon the stair,
My heart will never lose the image
Of all his loving care.
If I hear a rustle in the garden
I still see him lunging at the chase,
That convoluted wagging tail
Tearing out the gate.
For a scent upon the wind
Is hiding in the trees,
Dog will sniff it out as usual
A crunchy treat to seize.
He knew if I felt alone
When friends had gone once more,
He'd rest his chin upon my knee
His tail thumping on the floor.
When it was time to check the mail
My dog, obedient 'stayed'
But he knew when he was allowed
To walk on sunny days.
When I got all dressed up
With things I had to do,
He'd lay sadly at the door
My loyal dog so true.
Maybe he didn't win a medal
For a coat that I could show,
But he sure stole my heart
This.... is all I know.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2003
We give dogs time we can spare,
space we can spare and love we can spare.
And in return, dogs give us their all.
It's the best deal man has ever made.
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