MY TRUE LOVE

This poem was written about my beloved basset, Good Golly Miss Molly. Bassets are known for their stubborness, and Molly is no exception. After my stroke, I was concerned about being able to walk her. I hired a trainer, who fitted her in a Gentle Leader, so she couldn't pull when we walk. Molly adapted amazingly to my slower pace, she takes a few steps, then stops and waits for me. We can walk four blocks each day.

MY TRUE LOVE

The purest love I’ve ever found
Comes from my sweet, adoring basset hound
Man’s best friend? I disagree
When those blood shot eyes gaze up at me
For dogs are women’s best friend too
And with THEM we find a love that’s true
Watch dog? Not my basset hound
She’d probably show the thieves around
Of her friendliness I can’t stop braggin
Her merry tail is always waggin
Her jolly ways make me laugh so much
She’s got the fur I love to touch
She gives me unconditional love
And for that I thank the Lord above

By Sue Raymer Woods
November 22, 2006