Lucy My Love

A poem about my dog

I love my Lucy, she’s a Weinmerana.
She’s super cool, there’s non that’s calmer.

She’s unfazed by storms and thunder,
Needs no rug to tremble under..

Other dogs, she disregards,
And walks right past them in their yards.

She has an air that’s supercilious.
Nose in the air, she quite imperious.

She’s always aware of the time of day,
And food must be served with no delay.

At night her bed should be just right.
Teddy on the left and bunny on the right

Her loyal servants must be on call.
With a treat, a scratch and sometimes a ball.

No matter what her wants and desires,
She always gets what she requires..

The years with her have been a pleasure,
And they are ones we’ll always treasure.