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Best Friend

I lost my ‘Friend’ when I was away in the service,

“Blue” was his name
We were both in love with the outdoors
Always together romping afield
searching for birds, Each, we adored….

He was a mutt of grandest of champs
no one would give litter a look
my uncle gave in and brought home his sis
Smokie they named her
as black and white mixed on her coat

My Dad took her in as we sat by the fire
Said she’s of pure in the heart
I remember the thought
as my dream of one’s sought
My pal would soon be coming my way

Dad took uncle Jeff to the breeder of sorts
Got there as quick as he could
Only one male for this little tale
and Dad wanted nothing of pups

With such a relief and smile on his face
Daddy came back with my pal
We grew as a pair as he was always there
my buddy my friend and “My Champ”

We hunted all over for pheasant and fowl
thru briars and brush without fail
my buds would call him a pain, cause he
would knock over drinks with his tail

He would bolt for the smell
of which I’ll not tell
and come back
when he was tired and through

But faithful was he, to be by my side
Big “Blue” was his name and
there’ll never be same (sigh)
and when he did pass….forever I’ll cry

©~RRS ~ Outdoors2
Thanks, Luci

Best Friend

Outdoors2

Joined November 2007

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