A Sheltie Poem

Ashen Black or Reddish Gold
Silver Blue in colours bold
With Snowy White on paws and chest
All Shelties wear their Sunday Best

Tripping down the city street
On tiny ballet dancer's feet,
And praised by all who chance to see
All Shelties know they're Royalty

At the park, a bouncing joy
And happy 'Woofs' just slightly coy
But never more than what should be
All Shelties love their Dignity

And when the moon zooms great and round
Our loyal companion snuggles down
And guards the sleep of those he loves
All Shelties come from God above