|Bear, our dog|
Dog Friend Bear
My dog friend Bear,
Follows me without a care.
Loyal companion all these years,
He's slowed down yet walks still share.
Not as often does he follow,
Weather cool, he has a hobble.
White masks his face,
Age leaves its trace.
I pause more often to give him breaks,
He brushes close and rub his ears.
He's happy to wander the fields with me,
Keeping me close as I move irrigation water.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
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