Old Shep and Me
Old shep and me, while
growing up, that's the way
it was.
For this dog was my
best friend I ever had,
wherever I went he
was sure to go.
Waited for me
at the drug store
and the movie theater
week after week.
He was one I could
talk with hour after
hour, troubles were
poured over to him,
he would not take
his eyes off me
until I was through,
then as tears flowed
down my face his
long dark tongue
would wipe them
away, which would
give me a smile.
Bike riding always
found shep along
side of me where-
ever I went.
Shep's home was
under the porch
and that's where
I could always
find him.
After nine beautiful years,
by my side this pal
of mine left this world,
which broke my heart
will never forget
this unforgettable
dog, until the
day I also leave
this world.
wrote 8-27-08
Had shep from 1951 to 1960
He lived from 1946- 1960 I was only three years older than he was.
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