My Best Man
From my first memories as a wide
eyed pup.
The day when this gentle
man would come pick me up.
Though I did not know him I had no
fear.
I instantly nuzzled his neck and
nibbled his ear.
Then off for a ride to
my new happy home.
Then soon he would
to take in a rescue so I would never
be alone.
He said that she was my sisi and called her Jamie
Giaco is what he chose to name me.
We had an amazing yard with squirrels to chase
In this my life I had surely found my place.
Toys and treats in endless supply
I'm one lucky dog to have found this guy.
There were times i drove him up the wall.
With my never ending, throw the ball, throw the ball.
But he didn't mind and made sure my every need was met.
I was more his son than I was ever his pet.
He made my life great from beginning to end.
I've heard people say I was "Man's Best friend"
If that's what they like to say, it's okay they can
But without a doubt, he was "My best man"
Copyright © John Berryhill | Year Posted 2013
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