The Missing Patron

Copper in color and also by name
Was this fuzzy warm patron of canine fame
Wandering the grounds that were right next door
He loved to walk the boards of a little country store

The occasional stranger with a smile and a treat
And the every day favorites he waited to greet
A wag and a smile for all who could see...
He was simply God's patron of humanity

He blessed this little place of a little part of life
And now this one corner is a little less bright
Though loss is confusing and painful to man
It's just a tiny part o a great big plan

So look to the skies when their copper at night
And you'll feel the warmth of a life so bright
Then the comfort will come as you realize more and more...
He now walks the boards of a brighter country store

- for Copper, a lovable old golden retriever
and the wonderful family that he owned

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