My Old Boy
By Michael A Gelb
I’ve written about a little dog that I had
But little Maggie was really bad
I had to return her, she was to much for me
All over the house she would poop and pee
So again it was just my old Bandit and me
His health getting worse even just to see
After I lost my wife
He helped me go on with my life
Then I had to face that tearful day
To put him down was so hard to say
I still look for him in his usual place
The rooms are empty I don’t see his face
More pain and more tears
It hasn’t stopped these past years
He gave me loyalty and love
Now he’s also in heaven above
Title : My Old Boy
Description : My Old Boy By Michael A Gelb I’ve written about a little dog that I had But little Maggie was really bad I had to return her, she was to muc...