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First Love
Your bark of hello
and your wag of excitement
and your lick of love
and your jumping and rolling around
and your fury comfortable fur
and your constant joy you brought me
Our love was unconditional
I can still feel your paw rubbing
across my face
There wasn’t anything that
could,
get between our friendship.
Our friendship was a walking proof
that opposites attract.
He was all I knew
he was the only thing I loved
he was cake to a fat kid
sometimes I still imagine playing tag like
little kids at a birthday party
him chasing me going
100 miles an hour.
Sleeping in my room isn’t
the same without you
To me my dog was like
a crutch to a person that can’t walk,
or,
water to the human body
he was something I needed in my life
I still go to his grave in the backyard
sometimes I’ll just sit there,
and other times I’ll just vent to him
I imagine you sometimes just waiting for
me at heaven’s gate with our favorite
tennis ball we would play with.
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The love of a dog inspired me to wrte this.