My Best Friend
by Bennett Quillen
Well, let’s see…
A bit over two years October last:
Our meeting – somewhat abstract at first,
Still with an undercurrent of mutual understanding.
An invitation offered to him to visit
And accepted, gratefully.
Followed with long walks and confidences shared –
Quickly cemented a bond of deep affection.
Albeit, limited in his ability to express himself linguistically,
But, his prescient sense – undeniably –
Anticipating my every thought or action.
He communicates his feelings with:
“Tails up” for adventure and fun,
Whether a “walk about” or in the “Kit Buggy”,
We are one.
For, as we both know: if necessary,
Would sacrifice self for the other.
After a long day, he rests his head
(and 29 pounds)
At the foot of our bed,
For as I have oft said:
Angels don’t come with wings, instead:
They come with four paws.
Bennett Quillen © 2015