Author: Bob Reid

Had a pretty good day for a Tuesday
On the street corner down by the mall.
Got two dollars here and three dollars there
And pretty soon thirteen in all.
And Dusty was cheerful as ever,
For reasons I can’t even say,
But when everything fails he’s still wagging his tail,
All in all, had a pretty good day.

For dinner we got Number Seven,
Then we sat on the street by the door.
The look in his eyes when we shared out the fries
Would have melted your heart to the core.
For the burger he waited so patient
Till I told him that it was okay,
I just had to laugh as he gobbled his half,
All in all, had a pretty good day.

We don’t ask for much from our neighbors,
We’re grateful for all that we get,
I suppose I could use a nice new pair of shoes
And maybe for Dusty a vet.
And a wide open space he could run in,
And a rent we could manage to pay,
You know, that’s not a lot–Oh, I almost forgot,
Maybe just one more pretty good day.

Author: Bob Reid.