My Faithful Friends
When I look back to distant years
my eyes fill up with emotions
tears, I remember my faithful friends
from the pups they were, till the journeys end.....
My dogs and I bound by love
by these trusting ones, my constant
companions through the tempest of life
a gentle lick for they knew best...........
They sensed my sorrow of life’s hard knocks
a nuzzle and a cuddle and that knowing look
for they sensed my grief and the tears I
shed, when told a dear one was now quite dead.........
There was Floss and Emma Cherry and Jemma
who is alive and well the Beagle bitch of lemon
and white, who chases the hares in the bright
Moon light, getting old, just like me
as we wander down this highway to our
ultimate destiny......
When the day has come when I reach for the stars
my wish is for my girls; my faithful friends
to wander with me on that journey so far......
Peter Wicks
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