Daily Bread

Daily Bread
by Erin Henderson
Inspired by "Daily Bread" by Gail Moore

"Come, old boy," my Human said, "let's ride this friendly trail."
He climbed upon his bicycle, I wagged my scraggly tail.
He strapped our bread upon his bike and scratched behind my ears.
A habit that he n'er forgot throughout the many years.
On that fine day, my friend and I, we travelled side by side.
I felt such joy inside my heart, his smile he couldn't hide.
We ventured to our favourite spot, a bench beside a pond.
He settled down beside me, so grateful for our bond.
I lay upon my back and my human rubbed my belly.
He never seemed to mind that I was just a little smelly.
I placed my head within his lap and looked up at my friend,
and knew that I was lucky to have love until end.
He smiled at me and scratched my ear, "Good boy, good dog" he said.
Then reached back to his bike and unwrapped our daily bread.
He broke it down the middle and he shared one half with me,
My kind and loving human whom I love so desperately.