The Day Old Shep Died

It's been thirty years, that he's been gone the day he died brought tears, all day I played his song. For nine long years, I loved him and he loved me, the day he died brought tears, toward the end he could barley see. When he died I was seventeen years, my child hood ended that day the day he died brought tears during his youth, we were always at play. Him and I was so close in years, when I got shep,he was five and I eight the day he died brought tears, he always ate his meals off our plate. He died at eighty-four in human years, he lived to a ripe old age, the day he died brought tears, for this poem, he set the stage. I can't believe it's been so many years I think about him all the time, the day he died, brought tears, but old shep was all mind. Of all these many years, no dog has taken the place of old shep the day he died, brought tears, I'll always remember, that dog with pep.