My Friend Sam

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My Friend Sam

They came and took my friend from me a tear rolled down my cheek, he lost his life at the age of three who's help will I now seek? His companionship and love was mine this devoted friend and aide he walked with me, be it wet or fine, we were veterans on parade. We would leave the bustle of the town and stroll down by the sea, he would guide me up the dunes and down, for I am blind you see.

Our favourite spot was an old pine log lying on the shore, the wind, the sea, the sky, my dog, who could ask for anything more? I let him run and enjoy his bark as he played upon the sand and then he'd take me through the park and we'd listen to the band. Sam and I were soul mate true we were known all over town he knew by instinct just what to do and he never let me down.

He'd rest his head upon my knee, I'd stroke his shaggy hair he devoted all his life to me and lifted my despair. He'd guide me through the shopping mall right to the very store, a companion, friend, my only pal, who could ask for anything more? Our walks were long and unconfined yet circuitous just the same for sand and frolics were on his mind, he must play his daily game.

I'd slip his lead and off he'd run while I waited by the log he'd bark and dig and have his fun, he'd earned it, good old dog. Then came that fateful day in May we set out for our walk, my dog ran off and began to play whilst a friend and I did talk. There was a blast! A bark, a whine,then silenced reigned once more, my dog had found an old land mine a relic of the war. My sightless eyes just filled with tears as they led me from the shore, our favourite spot now a place of fears I'd go back there no more.

My darkness now imprisons me in a tomb of black despair, Sam was a friend who'd set me free, who else was there to care? Forgetful my hand reaches out to that damp patch on my knee, Sam's head's not there but without a doubt that's where it ought to be! They've laid a plaque in the shopping Mall outside our favourite store, o my companion, friend and only pal, who could ask for anything more?



L.D.B.

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