My Dog, My Best Friend Poem by Free Faller

I still feel you when I fall asleep
When I think of you, these tears, they weep
I could still touch the softness of your colored fur
I could still see the way when I'd speak, you'd smirk

You were the wettest alarm clock
The warmest blanket
My face sobbing wet
And the fur my hands just sank in

You were like my own therapist
With personal protection
I could tell you anything
Because you were my best friend