Long Animalspeace Poems

Best Friend

Best Friend

Sad were the eyes of the puppy born
On a fine day in the fall
Bright were its eyes but so forlorn
In something that was so small

Brave were the steps that first it took
Away from its mothers side
Happy was the tail that shook and shook
With excitement it could not hide

Pink was the tongue that licked my ears
As I hugged it close to me
Trust was the look; I have no fears
As it sat upon my knee

Safe were we from the threat of squirrels
That dared to come on its lawn
High it dances, prances and twirls
When the mailman has come and gone

At peace I feel when I scratch its ears
After a long and troubled day
All my worries it sits and hears
Though it knows not what I say

Patience it shows when its time to eat
But even it has its line
Joy it shows when it hears my feet
For it knows that they are mine

Too short be the years of which we share
Each one flies past so fast
Grey is its ears before we are aware
That the youthful times are past

Content are we as we watch the fire
In the last days we spend together
Sweet are the memories like the sound of a choir
As light as a goose down feather

Soft are the ears of this dog of mine
As she puts her head down last
I am at peace was her final sign
With the last look that she cast.