In fields of green where sunlight dances bright,
A loyal friend with eyes of endless night,
Runs through the meadows, joyful and free,
A symbol of love, pure as love can be.

Their wagging tails speak in a silent song,
Of loyalty found where hearts belong,
With gentle paws they tread beside,
Guardians of the soul, a steadfast guide.

In quiet moments, they share our tears,
A comforting presence through the years,
With them by our side, we fear no storm,
In their embrace, we find the warm.

Oh, the tales they tell with a knowing glance,
Of adventures lived, and the chance to dance,
In the bond we share, a love so deep,
A treasured promise, forever to keep.