My Treasured Friend
I lost a treasured friend today
The faithful dog who use to lay
His head ever so gentle on my knee
looking at me with those deep brown eyes
as he shared his silent thoughts with me...
He'll come no longer to my call
He'll no longer lift his paw to shake hands
Retrieve no more his favorite ball
nor climb up onto my lap
A voice far greater than my own
has called "Peyton"
come home to my Golden Throne.
Although my eyes are filled with tears,
I thank God for the three happy years
He let Peyton spend down here with me
And for his love and loyalty.
When it is time for me to go
And join him there, this much I know...
I shall not fear for Peyton
Will come running and greet
me with his bark.
