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Tyson


The day we met,

you were in a cage

When our eyes locked I felt your pain.

You wanted a home to call your own,

and from that day I knew I would never be alone.

I took you home and you were so scared,

but after a while your fear turned to care.

Your love was shown by the wag of your tail,

and the kisses you gave wet my face all too well.

A bad day goes away when I open the door,

for you are always there to make my bad day feel so small.

Very easily my best friend you have become,

and I cant imagine my life the day you'll be gone.

I love you Tyson, my boxer friend

I will always be with you until the end.

 

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giovie72
<p>I am subnitting this poem for the college scholarship.&nbsp;</p><p>Thank you</p><p>Luigi Villani</p>

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