A Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today.
The little dog who used to lay,
her gentle head upon my knee,
and share silent thoughts with me.
he'll come no longer to my call,
retrieve no more her favorite ball.
A voice far greater than my own,
has called her to his throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears.
I thank him for the happy years,
he let her spend here with me,
and for her love and loyalty.

Then it is time for me to go,
and join her there, this much I know.
I shall not fear the transient dark,
for she will greet me with her bark.

Author Unknown