A boy and his dog make a glorious pair: <br />No better friendship is found anywhere, <br />For they talk and they walk and they run and they play, <br />And they have their deep secrets for many a day; <br />And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels, <br />Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels. <br /> <br />He may go where he will and his dog will be there, <br />May revel in mud and his dog will not care; <br />Faithful he'll stay for the slightest command <br />And bark with delight at the touch of his hand; <br />Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals, <br />Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels. <br /> <br />No other can lure him away from his side; <br />He's proof against riches and station and pride; <br />Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery's breath <br />Is lost on the dog, for he's faithful to death; <br />He sees the great soul which the body conceals— <br />Oh, it's great to be young with a dog at your heels!<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-boy-and-his-dog-3/
