My best friend is a dog,
He sleeps like a log.
He has very sharp front teeth
And he likes to lie in the heat.
He barks when excited
And shy when highlighted.
I think he is a hero
My father thinks he is zero
He walks with me to the mills
His barks could be heard over the hills!
He has a waggy tail
And he has never wailed
He has good eye sight
And a very good bite
The thieves are afraid of him
He has never been dim
He was sold to me by a mason
And I woildn't give him up for any reason! ! ! ! !
No wonder your dog is your best friend around. The unlikeliest of friendships could form between man and animals, that's what happened time and again throughout history. Very well done, I must admit and a surprisingly mature write for you age.
This author has the luck to have a so nice dog. It's a part of him, his natural and heroic part.
This is a wonderful piece of work, there is nothing more special than a youngman and his dog. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. Scott
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'And they are our spirit brothers', you have touched on a point that all mankind should nrver forget. for this I sallute you!