Old Jill

That time takes care of all things none ought to deny
She sits in her kennel and barks at the sky
Old Jill the dark brown chow chow her muzzle is gray
And clearly she has lived a far better day
Not even a mere imitation of the dog that she used to be
Near blind from age only shadows she does see
That she has outlived her usefulness would seem fair to say
Quite useless as a watchdog or a guard dog today
Time it does seem has become old Jill's foe
A noble dog in her prime a decade ago
She was a proud dog when she was in her prime
Like dogs humans too become victims of time
Her far better days in Seasons long gone by
She sits in her kennel and barks at the sky.