A Mans Best Friend (Poem)

A Mans Best Friend

I am a man,

A man with a long lost best friend

He was my soul mate, my pal

He was tossed onto the streets the minute I left

Without a say or plea

I wish my dog were next to me so I could set him free

I would play with him and hunt with him

Oh I would later see how time would fly for he was not a pup anymore

You see time had passed us by.

He was as old as the ancient gods for he could not even wag his tail.

When I came back he had remembered me

But he could not even wail.

Oh how the time had passed us

We have both changed.

For I had called his name and he couldn’t even look my way.

By gosh that dog was old,

But back in my day

We could both actually run around and play.

That dog was my best friend nobody could replace him and now seeing the shape he is in I wish he had gone away.

He was not in good health, not in a good home, for Pete’s sake he lived upon the dung as if nobody had cared.

I wish we could go back and relive the days for if I could have seen all the changes I would not have felt this way.