My Little Friend

My little dog lies dreaming
What he sees well never know,
With muted yips and trembling legs
In his dreams hes on the go.

When hes awake he stays close by
I am his constant host,
He follows closely at my heels
Just like a little ghost.

With nose touched lightly to my leg
To confirm Im really there,
It really gives him peace of mind
To know his space I share.

Hes getting very old now
Hes in his 14th year,
Hes also gotten very deaf
Theres not much he can hear.

You may wonder why my little friend
Likes to stay so close to me,
I feel the same about him too
For hes gone blind you see.