Best Friends Without Words

Best Friends Without Words
by Michael Doyle

Without words, because they must
Our furry friends show their trust
In small subtle signs of deep meaning
As they attach to their human beings

With the unrestrained touch of their paws
We feel and hear as their love calls
Holding relaxed ears in a natural state
We know our friends are happy with their fate

This was the type of dog that once had me
Filling my days with love and happiness
From the age that she was my puppy
And the dog that grew up to be the one I miss

A dog's happiness is there in their gaze
It suggests the soft ease of their days
A long, wiggly body suggests love and joy
With a wagging tail, they happily employ

Look at that bright and cheerful smile
A lolling tongue is a statement of style
As your dog engages in a playful dance
Sprinting around in joy at every chance

This was the type of dog that once had me
Filling my days with love and happiness
From the age that she was my puppy
And the dog that grew up to be the one I miss

With a play bow she delivered her invitation
Confident and secure for the initiation
To engage in frisbee catching and other games
She was my best friend my any other name

Constantly vocalizing her beautiful emotion
She signaled me on my return of her devotion
I didn't have to be a genius to know her intent
Or study her mood to know that she was content

This was the type of dog that once had me
Filling my days with love and happiness
From the age that she was my puppy
And the dog that grew up to be the one I miss

Her well-being was ensured by playtime and walks
It shouldn't be doubted that we enjoyed our talks
And while she always helped me keep my optimism
She approached her meals with great enthusiasm

Until that is, it was time for her peaceful sleep
Her good behavior ensured our bond grew deep
She was a creature of physical touch and great affection
God knows how much it is that I miss this connection

She was the type of dog that once had me
And I miss those days of love and happiness
Maybe 24 years later, it's time for another puppy
That will become the love of a dog just like this

(c) March 6, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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