What would I do without you,
My precious, furry friend?
Part mischief, but all blessing,
And faithful to the end!
You look at me with eyes of love;
You never hold a grudge . . .
You think I’m far too wonderful
To criticize or judge.
It seems your greatest joy in life
Is being close to me . . .
I think God knew how comforting
Your warm, soft fur would be.
I know you think you’re human,
But I’m glad it isn’t true . . .
The world would be a nicer place
If folks were more like you!
A few short years are all we have;
One day we’ll have to part . . .
But you, my pet, will always have
A place within my heart.
by Hope Harrington Kolb