Love
Always when I think of him
I know a love that can’t be bought
A love that few have earned in life
A love that can’t be taught
And always when my mind seeks out
Redemption for our hearts
His steady, deep undying love
Keeps despair and me apart
Never does he hurt or scold
His heart is carved from light
Never does he leave my side
His loyalty burns bright
I love him now with all my heart
His love is mine to hog
He’s my best friend, my brightest joy
I really love my dog!
GOTHCHA!!!!
(And I really do love both my dogs – two adorable Rottweilers (named Mephisto [aka Mephistopheles] and Borgia) with whom I trust my life and the life of my adorable wife).
No, love cannot be bought at any price . . . great dedication!!
Always the Best,
Lance
At first glance, thought either HE was GOD, or else you were gay! The punchline made me GLAD!
My Sweetheart is Missy HEATHER, a choc. lab/Doberman mix. DOG IS LOVE!
Peace... Tom.
Sweet tribute, mischievously presented.
Axilea
Kathy
love it!
great poem and ditto on the words. Mine is a red Heeler named Bailey.
Rebecca~