My Best Friend Poem by Michael Kersting
My Best Friend
My Best Friend
I miss his zest for living,
His vitality,
His powerful agility,
His enthusiasm,
His sense of wonder and appreciation of life,
His complete interest in the immediate thing he was doing,
His ability to extract
Fun,
Happiness,
Satisfaction out of each moment.
He never permitted life to become uninteresting.
Yes, he was my best friend and pet dog
Lucky.
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