A Best Friend Poem
She’s cute and she’s fuzzy
We cuddle and play
She wakes in me smiles
Throughout my whole day
She makes me feel wanted
In ways like a spell
She listens to my gripes
Not a soul would she tell
She brings out my best
She never will test
She knows what to say
And just when
She’s my Cat
She’s me Hat
She and I are a pack
Most of all
She’s my very best friend.
— WOLRAD(A poem from the Wolrad collection #101)
