Beside the chair, and to the right, <br />With colors of sable, black, and white <br />On his side, with paws curled tight, <br />The look of innocence, as he sleeps tonight <br /> <br />A Sheltie he is, and a friend indeed, <br />Standing tall, to let me see, <br /> A little love from me, that’s all he’ll need, <br />To be my friend, and to stand by me. <br /> <br />Through times of good, and times of bad, <br />He’s always there, looking up to me, <br />With eyes of love, but sometimes sad, <br />He always there, My friend you see.<br /><br />B.J. Ayers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-best-friend-11/
