My dad and Sheeba take 2

My Sheeba, the Star of Our Hearts

In the golden glow of afternoon light,

Sheeba, the corgi, was a joyful sight.

With a wagging tail and spirit so free,

She’d stand on her back legs, waving at me.

My dad by her side, with laughter so bright,

Together they wandered, hearts pure with delight.

Each step they took on those long, winding trails,

Echoed with joy, like sweet, happy tales.

“Oh, look at that dog!” the neighbors would cheer,

As she waved her small paws, spreading joy near.

Her waving became legend, a delightful scene,

A heartwarming moment, where love intervened.

And when a man offered what seemed like gold,

£200 the 70’s that was a lot I am told

My dad stood firm, with wisdom so true,

“Sheeba's not for sale. sorry no can do

For in that loyal pup, a bond truly grew,

A love that was sacred, so timeless and true.

So here’s to you, Sheeba, my heart's cherished song,

In my mind is a memory, there you’ll always belong.

Rest in peace, darling Sheeba, with my mam and dad,

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