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My Best Friend Dear (Gwenda5) wk-3

My Best Friend Dear

He chased me through the trees

Followed me over apple filled hills

Tagged along through the mud

Climbed beside me up to the mill

Through the stables we often flew

As fast as stallions could be

Around the chicken pen for a turn

And never once did he leave me

I tried hiding from him just for sport

In creepy places all around the farm

A nasty pig pen or a smelly coop

But he found ways to join at my arm

It gave me a fright when he was gone

In the evening or on cloudy days

I'd turn in circles and jump around

Trying to catch him in the rays

But I always knew he was there

When G-ma whispered, "Night Dear."

Grandpa mumbled, "Night Sam."

My best friend Dear slept near