He's always dancing at my side
a bright and cheery soul
his tail as deadly as a club
always warming me from the cold
to catch that imaginary hare
he chases every ball
and brings them ere to me
and comes whenever I call
his heart is filled with magic
I know not what he sees
I am only his bigger pal
someone to answer his pleas
that magic in his soul
he has given me such light
his quirky tilted head
and made my dark days bright
and I have fed and bathed and combed
and shared his days with mine
my friends name is Benjamin
a treasure I was fortunate enough to find
so now he lays beneath my feet
a fitting place for he
his master and his always friend
old stinky Ben and me
copyright © 10/27/1998 By Sean
