Dingo (a poem dedicated to holiday pup)
He is there.
He always cares.
Making sure I'm fine.
Always wanting to give, me the time.
Loving my quirks,
missing my flaws.
Sometimes I wish he'd just,
sink his claws, into me.
Travel that distance,
all those miles.
Take me away,
from this place.
Through time, through space.
My dear, Dingo
My dear, Friend