Milly, my chocolate lab,
Is so good natured, she thinks Simon, my beagle, is not bad.
Without her Simon would never behave
She runs interference when Simon starts digging a grave.
With a smile and wag of her tail
She calmly welcomes me home without travail.
She nudges me into better moods
Her gentleness always seems to soothe
She’s helped me keep Simon alive
And with her around I seem to thrive
I can always rely on her to be in her place
Right by my side with a lick to my face
Pets are wonderful for the soul. They never let you down like people tend to. Love the rhyme in this piece. A great read with lots of truth! Hugs to you:)
Sheila
Regis
Blessings,
Joyce B.
I can tell you really like your pets and savor their presence with you. I, too, enjoy the presence of my new kitty I name Mandi. She's really been great company--so far--although I wear the badge of courage in the form of claw marks on my legs!! Would have it any other way. Loved your poem!
George
I so can understand this, Liz..Does her tail knock everything off the coffee table..lol