My Buddy
The touch of his paw upon my arm
a quiet lick across my wrist
The doggie love of my life – my Buddy
Not some spiffy, purebred beast
but a kind and gentle waif
found out in the street.
He called in a quiet, gentle voice
touching my soul, running into my arms
There’s always the thought –
OH NO ANOTHER DOG!
But I could tell immediately
he was mine, no others
Perhaps somewhere in a far distant time
our souls shared a life together
He’s now my canine companion
the great dog of my life
He will always be – a Buddy to me

Original Poetry and Photo by Patricia Walter 1998 ©