The Missing Patron
Copper in color and also by name
Was this fuzzy warm patron of canine fame
Wandering the grounds that were right next door
He loved to walk the boards of a little country store
The occasional stranger with
a smile and a treat
And the everyday favorites he waited to greet
A wag and a smile for all who could see...
He was simply God's patron of humanity
He blessed this little place of a little part of life
And now this one corner is a little less bright
Though loss is confusing and painful to man
It's just a tiny part of a great big plan
So look to the skies when they're copper at night
And you'll feel the warmth of a life so bright
Then the comfort will come as you realize more...and more
He now walks the boards of a brighter country store
- for Copper...a loveable old golden retriever
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