Monday, September 28, 2009

Winn-Dixie

I am more than a pet.
I wonder why she chose me.
I hear her call my name.
I see her take care of me.
I want to be safe.
I am more than a pet.

I pretend to be brave.
I feel strong.
I touch my nose to her side.
I worry that she will leave me.
I cry when there is a storm.
I am more than a pet.

I understand her loneliness.
I think we were meant to find each other.
I dream that she will be happy.
I try to protect her.
I hope to comfort her.
I am her best friend.

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