He looks at me with loyalty,

Seeping from his eyes.

I pat him on his head,

And wish him good bye.

His wet, brown nose,

His curious, yellow  eyes,

His wiry, woollen fur.

Reminds me to always smile.

He does what’s best,

And only asks to be caressed.

He’s always by my side,

and usually abides.

His long, lolling tongue,

His belly wanting to be rubbed,

His attention seeking scruff.

Reminds someone’s there for me.

For he’s my best friend,

so close he could be kin.

I’ll love him always,

except when he sins.


By Sphrbn

*This is a description of my dog; Monty. (My Gravatar thingy, is a picture of him.)