A poem inspired by a photo and true story found on Flickr.
His first dog killed,
when he couldn’t pay what he was billed.
Left without his only friend,
should his existence come to an end?
Soon he heard another’s cries,
yelps of pain and weeping eyes.
Suffer not said he to she,
for you have a home with a homeless man like me.
He gave all he could give,
a life loved to live.
She will be by his side,
offering warmth for his hide.
They know what true friendship is,
we should all be so lucky as this.

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