Ben & Bess

Ben,our springer,brown & white Was our teen-daughter's delight; Bred by the famous Shand-Kydd Causing us to part with fifty quid. He soon grew,chewing lino & chairs Forever racing up our stairs; We'd no idea what he would become This stress-filled harum-scarum. A sporting dog,much too inbred So to the vet,our footsteps led; A day so filled with tears, Engraved upon all our yesteryears. Soon, we were given Bess Collie-cross,black & white,no less; Perfect in temperament,ready to please Walking her,my mind at ease. Each night to her bean bag she crept In the kitchen , cosy,she slept; Welcomed all with wagging tail Without faults,she could not fail. A pet no one would ever trade Her memory now in cross-stitch made; Loyalty of the lasting,loving kind No replacement,were we to find. A pet no one would ever trade Her memory now in cross-stitch made; Loyalty of the lasting,loving kind No replacement,were we to find. My painting of these two characters who will foever live in our family's heart can be seen at my retospectives link http://poiema2.blogspot.com/ AFTER GEORGE