A Boy and His Dog

Great sadness for my friend, Mark, who lost his best friend, Duke, yesterday.
Read here
. He was a great dog and we hiked many trails together, photographing
much of what you see on this blog.

A Boy and His Dog

A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
No better friendship is found anywhere,
For they talk and they walk and they run and they play,
And they have their deep secrets for many a day;
And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.

He may go where he will and his dog will be there,
May revel in mud and his dog will not care;
Faithful he’ll stay for the slightest command
And bark with delight at the touch of his hand;
Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.

No other can lure him away from his side;
He’s proof against riches and station and pride;
Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery’s breath
Is lost on the dog, for he’s faithful to death;
He sees the great soul which the body conceals–
Oh, it’s great to be young with a dog at your heels!

Edgar Guest, 1881-1959
Journalist and Poet

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