by Saly H Taylor.........................................
Ode to My Master
You've been my loyal master,
I've been your loyal friend.
We've made so many memories,
But now it has to end.
My eyes are weak and weary
And I feel the darkness grow
My hips no longer hold me
And my stride is short and slow.
The season is upon us now
I ask for sweet release
I know you love me far too much
To deny me of my peace.
And when my live is over
Oh the stories you will tell
Remember me in sweetest dreams
For I have served you well!