Forged by bicycle rides and ice cream sprinkles,
We swore we would be friends until our skin wrinkles.
Your life path would stray from mine, mine from yours, No longer together as both.
Years would pass without a call, But still we held onto our childhood oath.
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The patter of paws trailed behind me
Enticed by kibble and walks “she” became “we.”
Even when I was the one to put her down,
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