by Northern Life
Jennie Tarr, Oldham
The one who listens when I talk
The one who cheers my lonely walk
The one who nuzzles me when I cry
The one who comforts when I sigh
He’s there when we come home each day
He’s pleased to see us in every way
He’s the one who cares for us
And wags his tail and makes a fuss
Who else could match our every mood?
Who else would feast on scraps of food?
Who else would prompt this monologue?
Who else but our faithful dog: