Good Old Boots

 

Good Old Boots

There's no doubt

You're always with me 

When I'm out.

You've seen me through

Miles of red rocky dirt

And soft morning dew.

You stride out to the barn

Morning and night

Greeting horses and chicks

As deer leap at your sight,

You're there, strong-n-steady

When tending the fruit trees.

You're there 

checking on 

the strawberries. 

 

Ol' Boots, 

You bring the Labs much joy

When they grab you from your rack

to toss you like a toy.

You're stalwart and brave

as they drag you down the drive.

It's a wonder how you ever survived!

 

Ol' Boots,

Look at you now

With nary a tread.

I dare say

You're most nearly dead.

 

Ol' Boots,

It seems your time has come.

My next venture out

Will be while you're at home.

 

Dear Old Boots,

Don't dismay.

Every good boot has its day.

I'll keep you here,

Where you can stay

To watch out over me

for the rest of my days.