Many Years of Hugs

A little scruffy from many years of hugs

and a ribbon, faded from it’s once glorious pink glow.

His jet black eyes covered with fur,

filled with happiness and wisdom.

A dark, cold, ghostly night,

gripping tightly to his hand.

He is my friend,

who never lets me down.

Lending a smile when I was scared,

he can always spare a hug.

Going hand in hand

through all the year’s

adventures and good times.

Because I know that he will always be there

for me.

Giving joy when I am down,

He captures my heart and soul.

My best friend.