Sheldon the Assistance Dog
With harness on and purpose clear,
Sheldon walks and stays so near.
Beside a chair with wheels that glide,
He moves with grace, a steady guide.
He opens doors and lifts with care,
He knows the routes, he's always there.
A gentle push, a careful pause,
He understands without applause.
He picks up things that slip or fall,
He answers every silent call.
A faithful friend, so calm and true,
Helping life feel bright and new.
Through busy streets and quiet parks,
He listens well and leaves his marks—
Of loyalty and quiet might,
A golden glow in darkest night.
When crowds grow loud or slopes feel steep,
Sheldon’s watch is strong and deep.
He senses need, he steadies fear,
A wagging tail that brings good cheer.
At home he’s soft, a warm, curled ball,
But still on guard for every call.
His job is love, his gift is grace,
A daily hero, paw in place.
So here’s to Sheldon, by the chair—
With every stride, he’s always there.
A partner true, through thick and thin,
With fur, and heart, and strength within.
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Author:
Jane Walker (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this piece about a good friend's service dog. It never ceases to amaze me how well trained they are and how much help these dogs are to their humans
- Category: Friendship
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Comments2
A lovely dedication to mans very special friend, they are amazing animals, shame there are not more of them, enjoyed the read
A most lovely tribute to an amazing animal that through millennia have bonded so tightly with humans. We call them animals but given how they treat us and we treat them maybe we should reconsider who is the animal.
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