Remembering Them

It's cold and damp outside tonight. A cold rain drizzles down, And now it's just the four of us, Walk darkened streets through town. I miss the others very much, Especially when we walk, Their memory so vivid, As we commune and talk. I still can see their faces, Still see them standing there, Waiting oh so patiently, To take the evening air. Tiara was so quiet, So gentle, sweet and good, Obedient to the very end, As by my side she stood. Tasha was my princess, A lady through and through, A delicate aristocrat, She was my baby too. Petey Dog was handsome, So merry, full of love, And all he asked was "Love me back", He'll always be beloved. I will always miss them, For they were family. Their love and loyalty to me, Is an anomaly; For God gave us the animals, To teach us loyalty, For seems to me most men are born, Without this faculty. The heart of human beings, Is selfish, cruel, unkind, Seldom showing mercy, As though we were born blind. Animals are loyal, Self-sacrificing too, In humans that much dignity, Is found in but a few; So when I look to find a friend, He'll likely have a tail, For when I need a friend the most, I know he will not fail.