9/26/2024 for Fondest Memory Poetry Contest sponsored by Julianne Williams
I was only four, running out the kitchen door. There she was - a ball of pep - first sight love, and yep, her fur like fuzz. In circles she would run, for us brothers, fun - four legs of joy. We played tug of war, and whatever more is needed for a boy? She was my best friend until it had to end in ten years time. She made childhood sweeter, my rhythm and my meter, she was my rhyme.
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