Brays Of Our Lives

A friend, first—understanding

Every look you gave, each meaning

Of each word; said, unsaid.

A beauty, plush and regal,

Her gorgeous tail left-curling,

Soft eyes gazing from her bed.

Beneath your feet she rested,

Kept you company and bested

Every dog you’d ever known. 

When work was done, on with the day!

Beside you she would stroll and play.

She made fine company.

She gave you all a dog could give

And you gave back, and so she lived

Beside you—trusted, loved.

And through the years—all seventeen—

She was to you as you to she—

Beloved, well thought-of.

A partner, yes, a friend as well.

A family member, loved and held

As dear to you as any. 

With Juniper, through many days,

You lived and loved and worked and played

Made memories; yes, many.

Now they keep you; you look back,

Remember silver tipped with black.

And brown eyes, wise and knowing.

Remember her, and hold her dear.

(Now that’s advice you needn’t hear!)

The spark lit by your Juniper’s still glowing.