A True Friend

My friend waves his tiny nose in the scented air,
he trots to and fro, not knowing where to go.
In this whole world, he has not a care.
He's much more than the average Joe,
He'd follow me here or follow me there.
He's my most loyal friend, that I know.
His floppy ears rise and fall,
His tongue hanging from his lopsided jaw.
His locks blow in the chilly gale;
A lood in his eyes seems to tell you all.
He looks so noble it puts you in awe.
When I walk by, he lovingly wags his tail.
The beauty is, he'd do anything for me.
With my friend is the best place to be.

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LOTRfanaticThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jan. 11, 2011 at 6:00 am
Hey sunny, LOVE this poem! NEVER, and i mean NEVEREVEREVER stop writing!
Sarah2000 replied...
Jan. 13, 2011 at 4:37 pm
That was great! Keep on writing!:)
SunnySummers replied...
Jan. 13, 2011 at 7:49 pm
Hey thanks! Actually, i was daydreaming and came up with it. Obviously, I'm not much of a writer, but that's not really my dream career anyway. . . Just a dream side job! = D
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