My Old Friend

by ryebus   Apr 26, 2007


With eyes that are weary but shine
This treasured friend of mine
Whose seen me laugh and cry
With tilted head to wonder why?

Rather by my side to stay
Pondering our times at play
And then at night to guard
When others disregard!

For 'Buster'

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tracy D Rollings

    I like it , it was simple but good , keep up the good work

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