My Little Friend

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

When he’s 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 I’m really there,
It really gives him peace of mind
To know his space I share.

He’s getting very old now
He’s in his 14^th year,
He’s also gotten very deaf
There’s 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 he’s gone blind you see.

(Alex_E)