In morning light, they greet our days,
With wagging tails and loving gaze,
Their loyalty in quiet ways,
A bond that time can never faze.
Through fields they run, in freedom’s chase,
Their joy, a spark we can’t replace,
With bounding steps, they set the pace,
In every heart, they find their space.
When shadows fall and nights grow cold,
Their presence, warm, and tales untold,
Beside our beds, they guard and hold,
A friendship pure, worth more than gold.
Through lifeâs great highs and deepest lows,
Their steadfast love forever shows,
In every bark, a promise flows,
In fur and love, our hearts compose.