My best friend went away this week.
He left me here to cry and weep.
He had no choice to go or stay,
his owner's wishes he had to obey.
I feel as low as I can be,
I feel like no one hears my plea.
I need to know that he's alright,
well fed, warm and safe at night.
Loving him I don't regret,
But losing him I'll never forget.
I want to repay him in some way.
He was there for me every day.
I know he's with someone who cares,
But my love for him cannot compare.
Without him here it is so strange.
The pecking order is rearranged.
I hope to see him once again,
Before our connection comes to an end.
This is a poem about a horse named Dandy that I was very close with. I loved him so much, and I almost owned him, but my parents said no, and wouldn't even let me try. I know they're doing what they think is best, but not even parents are perfect, and I can't help thinking what it would be like if i became his new owner. Think I'm crazy if you want, but I loved that horse like I've never loved anything else before.
