A Treasured Friend

I lost a treasured friend today.
The little dog who used to lay,
his gentle head upon my knee,
and share silent thoughts with me.
he'll come no longer to my call,
retrieve no more his favorite ball.
A voice far greater than my own,
has called him to his throne.

Although my eyes are filled with tears.
I thank him for the happy years,
he let him spend here with me,
and for his love and loyalty.

Then it is time for me to go,
and join him there, this much I know.
I shall not fear the transient dark,
for he will greet me with his bark.

Author Unknown