Ranger

I had a dog named Ranger.
His fur was brown and white.
His eyes were full of mystery.
His disposition, a delight!

Whenever I was resting,
he'd climb up on my knee.
He would lick my hand and snuggle in,
while I sat and watched TV.

We were family, for sixteen years,
through good times and through bad.
Ranger's gone, but never forgotten,
the best friend I ever had.

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Carolyn Devonshire

November 18, 2011 at 6:43 PM

It's really hard to think of losing a pet you had that long, Ralph. Katy Cat lived more than 20 years and it still wasn't enough. I often think we make our own "heaven" in our minds, so why not include pets? Very touching tribute to Ranger. I want to wish you a happy Thanksgiving; it's always my pleasure to read your work. Love, carolyn

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

November 15, 2011 at 6:54 AM

That's why they say a dog is a man's best friend...they are always there with you...loving. Nice poetry. (And thank you for being a community builder and for unselfishly sharing your time to read and encourage poetry on this site. My life took a swift new direction about 8 months ago, and I have not been able to reciprocate. My thanks go to every community builder who enjoys poetry and encourages other poets, like I once tried to do. I love you…all! Lovingly, Dane Ann)