My Best friend and I Love Her.

by Peter Duncombe   Oct 19, 2011


To see us walking side by side, down country lanes or city streets.
You would feel the love between us both you'd see it in our eyes.
I'd smile a knowing smile at you as you glanced when passing by.
And she would then look back at you as she does with all she meets.

We walk past all the folk we know I say hello she nods her head.
Sometimes we stop and chat a while I chat she just stands there.
But all the time she's looking round for someone she may know.
Until I've finished chatting she'll be listening to me instead.

Then off we go along our way until it's time to venture home.
We're both worn out and tired now it's been a long old walk.
Past the village grocers shop the old school then the farm.
Home at last she rushes past lays down exhausted then grabs her bone.

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