B.J. Ayers - My Best Friend

Beside the chair, and to the right,
With colors of sable, black, and white
On his side, with paws curled tight,
The look of innocence, as he sleeps tonight

A Sheltie he is, and a friend indeed,
Standing tall, to let me see,
A little love from me, that’s all he’ll need,
To be my friend, and to stand by me.

Through times of good, and times of bad,
He’s always there, looking up to me,
With eyes of love, but sometimes sad,
He always there, My friend you see.

B.J. Ayers

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