Lola loved her Beau and baby Beau loved his Lo
In the house with the blue balloons
With a chill in the air, and the wind in her hair, and a bow like the harvest moon.

They grew and grew, some,
This special two-some
Just Beau and Lo,
(and Lola’s bows)
Tied up together
in knots and loops forever.

Once upon a winter night
Little Beau had his first scary dream
Lola crept to his bed, nestled head against head,
As she settled her best friend to sleep.

Lola loved her Beau and little Beau loved his Lo
In the house with the shadowy branches
With a frost outside, and warm cuddles inside,
and a bow like the snow when it dances.

They grew and grew, some,
This special two-some
Just Beau and Lo,
(and Lola’s bows)
Tied up together
in knots and loops forever.

Once upon a soggy spring day
Big boy Beau first tracked mud through their room
Lola dragged with her nose, an old rag and a hose,
Her best friend with the mop & the broom.

Lola loved her Beau and Beau loved his Lo
In the house with the rainbow of flowers
With pillows of leaves, made of gifts from the trees
and a bow like the sky after showers.

They grew and grew, some,
This special two-some
Just Beau and Lo,
(and Lola’s bows)
Tied together
in knots and loops forever.

Once upon a late summer scorcher
Batter Beau scored his first home run
Lola jumped up and cheered with her pointiest ears
Her best friend was the team’s #1

Lola loved her Beau and Beau loved his Lo
In the house with the balls in the yard
From hours of catches, and infinity fetches
and a bow like a baseball card.

They grew and grew, some,
This special two-some
Just Beau and Lo,
(and Lola’s bows)
Tied together
in knots and loops forever.

Once upon a cold, grey day
Beau cried his saddest sad cry
Lola’s romping had slowed, as she’d grown very old,
and she looked up at her Beau in the eyes.

Lola loved her Beau and Beau loved his Lo
In the house with a bridge to a rainbow.
“You need a new bow, and I need my Lo,
Please, girl. Please don’t go.”

They snuggled and nuzzled more,
In each other’s hearts forevermore,
Just Beau and Lo,
Just like Lola’s bows,
Tied up together
in knots and loops forever.

Once upon a new spring day
When the first green saplings appeared
Beau dug in the dirt, with a smile and some hurt,
As we watered the earth with his tears.

Beau loved his Lo and Lo loved her Beau
From the ground up to places unknown
Beau tilled and he sowed, and he planted neat rows
A rainbow of flowers for Lo.

It grew and it grew,
This garden for two,
Beau and Lo,
(and Lola’s bows)
Tied up together
in knots and loops forever.