Every story you read has a beginning and end,
this one is no different, it's about my best friend.
Once upon a time, sixteen years before
the MOST handsome dog arrived at my door.
I NEW when I saw him, he was meant to be
to share a friendship of love, God gifted him to me.
Years we’ve spent, together we’ve grown
with Albert my dog, I was never alone.
Always there if I needed him, at my side he stood
no friend more loyal, like a "good boy" should.
We'd play chase the shadow and one, two, three.
I'd whistle his name and he'd come to me.
As I look at him there, how lucky I've been
to go thru life with this wonderful friend.
Though years have now passed he's aged and can't see,
so now I am there for him as he's been for me.
I've known for sometime we'd have to say our goodbyes.
I'm just not prepared with tears in my eyes.
So to finish my story about THIS man's best friend
it's breaking my heart to utter those words.....the end.
Albert, I am already missing you more than you know!