Ben

This story that I am about to tell,

Lies in fact...not in fantasy,

I loved him more than words could say,

I was blessed to have him with me.



His love unconditional...always by my side,

Steadfast in his own little way,

I've never known a love like this,

And he is with me everyday.



His picture...I keep close to me,

So I may see him everyday,

Each time that I...take a look,

He always seems to say.



My love for you...was unconditional,

So was my loyalty, my faithfullness and devotion,

These thoughts I covet...with all I have,

And it fills me...with so much emotion.



Then one day...Ben passed away,

And my mind became a fog,

You see...Ben was my very best friend!

And my very first dog.



Some will say...I changed that day,

And I admit, that they are right,

But he is with me everyday,

And I miss him every night.



Mere words just...could not convey!

Just what he meant to me,

But I know...I'll see him once again,

When time catches up with me.



Now, some will laugh and some will cry,

Yet I want no sympathy,

Because I thank God...for the privilage of,

Bringing Ben to me.

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