My Friend

I once had a friend
so young and so bold.
My friend and I frolicked
in sunshine of gold.

My friend liked to play
in fields and near streams.
My friend would not stray
too far in my dreams.

My friend liked the children
both those young and old.
My friend would watch o'er them
when out they would roam.

My friend was so special
to more than just me.
My friend was much more
than a mere dog could be.

My friend was a hunter
of all hidden things.
My friend would find treasures
and then home them bring.

Oh maybe not a treasure
to you or to me.
But, to my friend it was special
to give them to me.

My friend has gone on now
to a place I can't yet go.
But I know in my heart
that it's where good doggies go.

Up there in the heavens
where Jesus does live.
My friend is now waiting
and again, plays with kids.