Animal can be a human.
They can be your best friend,
your brother or sister,
daughter or son,
and may be your enemy.
They love you,
they respect you,
and they can be lazy,
talented, funny and crazy
But sometimes they get messy.
Like a baby
that makes you clean up,
that you always to check them out
if they want out to get stinky,
as the baby who checks their diapers.
But the best part,
when you are lonely,
they are there for you,
and make you smile
because they are starring at you
and they will lick your face,
as the tears run down your checks
and bothering you.
Means this is my handkerchief, -
to wipe your tears
and make you happy.
I hope some animals like this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem