by Jerri Wethington
I felt his soft, warm fuzzy head
A bow around his neck, gigantic and red
A shopping bag he was presented in
My heart and my soul he knew he would win.
The first moments were happy, we knew not what was to come
What the years would bring to us, only where we'd come from
But nothing else mattered as our friendship grew and grew
Time meant nothing, many trials we'd been through.
He was smart and affectionate, always good for a lick
He understood every word we said, his responses were quick
So much joy he gave to us with his very special talent
He could sing like an opera star, we thought he was gallant.
We thought that this dog we learned to love so much
Could never have an ending, death could not touch
But that isn't the way life works we know now
And at his passing to our knees we did bow.
And the time that we had together gave us riches indeed
But for all the years to come our hearts will still bleed
For there is nothing so precious as the unconditional love
From a dog, your friend and buddy, that was sent from above.