Brown and White Happiness

My fragile, special friend has beady eyes;
brown like dark chocolate, white like fresh cream.
After I named him Doggy, he became a part of my family.

My fragile, special friend jumps around when I see him,
for he’s full of joy.
He learnt to love before anything else
layers of softness,
then the real deal.
The sound of:
popcorn popping in the microwave
The feeling of:
new, soft white bedding warming me up
The taste of:
juicy, sweet strawberries
When I play with him, he smiles a smile inside
It’s been about 2 years yet he still makes me happy
My happiness is…
A toy named Doggy.