My Two Buddies Poem by David Paradine

We ramble and meander
My two four legged friends and me
It's called walking the dogs
Two of them and one of me

Charlie and Jake
Who I've written of before
My two very best buddies
Now distinguished in poetic lore

Each morning we spend roaming
Exploring while finding our way
Making certain nothing has changed
From our excursion the previous day

Most everyone we meet
Will smile and say hello
Some will stop to pet these two
Who truly love it so

Each day we start anew
Our escapades unrehearsed
Though our journey has little changed
It seems always like our first

But age is taking its toll
Each excursion is more brief
Our wanderings now abridged
Time is such an awful thief

Yet every moment's precious
With these two who fill my soul
Their amity ever present
Which makes my own life whole