Oliver

• Penelope Jordan, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2006

His eyes shine with a wondrous light,
And his beautiful coat of black and white,
Shimmers in the starless night,
O' my Oliver

His language isn't a bit like ours,
Instead of speech he barks and howls,
But I love him just the same,
O' my Oliver

He is playful and he loves to run,
With the moon and with the sun,
O' my Oliver it's true,
Wherever you are I'll always love you!