I have a very special friend who watches over me
She is black as coal with eyes like diamonds that
Sparkle, day or night. Always wears a coat of black
Appears as regal as a queen, doesn’t wear a hat.
She listens to my every word and understands
While aware of my feelings, she asks from me
The same. We live side by side, in perfect harmony,
It’s like a friendship born in Heaven, don’t you see?
Her name is Duchess, isn’t that regal as can be?
O’ yea, did I mention, she is my companion
In most every move I make, I love her most dearly.
She is a part of my heart and soul and is perfection,
All that I could ever ask and more,a Border Collie
Mix, of questionable extraction, to me,she IS regal
In every sense of the word I swear she can tell time
Has a clock in her head, wakes me every mornin’
‘most without fail and asks naught except a scratch,
Or two, a tummy rub and is off to do her thing.
Breakfast then, she never gets her fill but asks for a
Share of mine, I accomadate, she thinks I am a king
But then ~ ~ isn’t she a Queen to me?
Copyright © 2011 Charles E Frost
June 27 2011