Max The Dog

Max was a good dog, a sheepdog through and through.

Max was a good dog, 
a sheepdog 
through and through.

The perfect companion, 
loyal 
and true.

When Dad wasn’t around, 
Max joined me 
inside 
on the couch.

And we rolled 
on the grass,
laughing 
with joy.

A lick to the face 
brought an endearing, 
warm smile.

A boy 
and his dog, 
the inseparable 
team.

I still remember that cold, 
steady look 
on…