He sits alone, with his best friend, at the bottom of the steps;
resting from the long descent to the beach.
His dog is as old as he is when divided by seven;
Together they share this walk each day…
Stopping to sit under the giant fir tree.
its crooked trunk leans away from the ocean’s wind;
Providing shade and comfort for many a climber.
His dear old friend patiently waits for his master;
Realizing it will only be a few short years left
For both of them to share this beautiful spot.
Photo: Dwight L. Roth