What I Was Missing
I never knew,
the hole I had,
till I found you.
A memory,
from childhood,
of your joy.
Running the fields
Splashing the creeks
Chasing the cats.
And the quiet times;
when you just sit
next to my soul.
Smarter than they say,
sweet little guy.
So full of life.
My funny buddy,
loving hims a treat;
while scratching his back.
When I get home
He comes running
So happy I’m there.
He brings his toy,
For a game of fetch
And tug of war.
He’s so much more
Than just a dog.
He’s my little friend.
I’d protect him,
Like he’d protect me.
That special guy.
My buddy Gus.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
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