A dog sits waiting, counting the days,
and next to the door he stays.

Awaiting for someone to come and play,
for his life, lonely and gray.

Will you be my friend, I hear him say,
as he looks at me and pray.

A friend indeed I be, to love and share,
please do not be sad, for I care.

Hero meets T-Dog on this day,
could you spare some time for my friend astray?

- hero -


The Gang at LLB said...

Wow Hero...you gave my mommy leaky eyes...Very good poem!!!


PeeEss...I will definitely be a friend to someone today...even if it is just Bilbo!

Woodrow, Luna, MJ Campanella said...

whata cool poem - hope your boo boo i healing quick

Woodrow - Sweetie & Sherman

Lorenza said...

That is beautiful!
Thanks for sharing it!
Are you having fun with T-Dog??
Kisses and hugs

Ziggy Stardust said...

I hope you are having fun with T-dog. I love your poem, if you are lonely, can I come to visit?? I know my Mom would like that.

licks and sniffs, Sasha

Elizabeth said...

This is a very good poem, Hero.
I am an artist and you are a writer.
We would make a good team!!!
You could come to my house and have a play date if you lived nearer!

Anonymous said...

i happen to chance upon your blog and have been reading random posts here and there. i love it. your writing style, the photos, and just that very personable image makes this such a pleasure. :) continue to be a precious sharpie. :)