He isn't much to look at,
But his face just makes my day.
His prancing feet,
Make it clear he wants to play.
Always at my side,
In sunshine and at night,
He lets me know things are okay,
And it will be alright.
As I write this poem about him,
He lays upon my feet,
He looks up with big brown eyes,
A face that is so sweet.
What would I do without him?
I really couldn't say.
He isn't much to look at,
But his face just makes my day.
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Author Notes
Both of my dogs keep me company during the days and nights. My husband works long hours and I don't know what I would do without them. This poem is about my younger dog, Bernie. He has the sweetest disposition, and brings me a great deal of joy.
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