Never Lonely Poem by Joyce Hemsley

The sun was shining so brightly
from skies of deep azure blue.
Roses were crimson and beautiful
as he roamed with his dog - ever true!

Oft' had he longed for a sweet little pet
to make life worth living each day.
And 'throwing the ball' across the lea
was a great doggie game to play.

Friends always smiled politely,
saying 'hello...how do you do'?
Pleasures were rife...no need for a wife
He was one of the regular few.