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A dog is called a man’s best friend
But Harley was more than that
She was a pal to a family of three
She couldn’t be better at that

Gotten when she was a little pup
Frisky and so full of zest
They had her ears perked up
So that she would look her best

Growing up along with Wade
Romping around the yard
Wade followed Dad and wagon
Shoveling Harley’s discard

Rolling around on the floor with
Whomever Harley could entice
Fun for Wade, Dad & Grandpa
And for exercise would suffice

Please pat me or plump my bed
Was often her insistent request
A big soft bed by the fireplace
Usually was her choice to rest

And if the fireplace was not aglow
She’d find a warm and sunny spot
Unless a stranger came to the door
A nuzzle was the greeting you got

Although she never bit anyone
Her size was often a bit of a scare
But when you got to know her
The love she showed was there

Harley will be remembered 
For so many fine things
Obedience trained, yet playful
The emptiness of the house rings

So many people will miss her
Not just her family for sure
But we know she is at rest now
No more suffering to endure

So we give a great big salute
To Harley, she was the best
Filling the holes in our hearts
With memories that will never rest

© Copyright 2004.05.01: by Jean E. Gorney