Through shadows dark, they make their way,
A security man, and his loyal dog’s sway,
Their footsteps quiet, on the silent ground,
As they patrol the night, with a watchful round.
The dog’s keen senses, alert and bright,
Scan the darkness, with a piercing light,
Its ears perked up, its nose so fine,
Detecting secrets, in the midnight’s shrine.
The man’s firm hand, on the dog’s strong back,
Guides him forward, through the dark’s black track,
Together they move, with a stealthy pace,
A bond of trust, in a secret place.
Their eyes scan ahead, for any sign,
Of danger lurking, or a suspicious shine,
Their mission clear, to keep and protect,
The night’s dark veil, their vigilant inspect.
With every step, a story unfolds,
Of loyalty and trust, in a bond of gold,
A man and his dog, a team so true,
Patrolling the night, with a hero’s cue.
