My Poetry. Mans best friend.

When your down 
they give you their love 
Heaven sent 
From the Angels above. 
When your tired 
they bring you to life 
make you smile 
From all the strife. 
Love to walk
and take in air
sniffing bushes
Everywhere.
Chase bikes
because they have wheels
sniff dogs bums
And love to eat meals.
Be your hot water bottle
when winter is here
when strangers call
They show them no fear.
All they want 
at the end of the day
is unending love
in every way.