Her Smile
She's my best friend. Yet she has never spoken to me.
She knows just what I am thinking. She means the world to me.
She's adopted but isn't mad that she doesn't know her real parents.
She loved me and I Love her.
Her smile, so big. Her tongue so long.
Her eyes, so brown. She sings her song.
It echoes through the house. So bold and proud.
Her smile, is silent, yet big and loud.
Her loyalty, shows thick and opaque like fog.
I love that smile on that dog.
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