My best friend is someone very special
He loves me and I him

I think about him everyday
I appreciate his company

I tell him that I love him
but he says nothing

I tell him I think its really cute when he smiles
but he says nothing

I tell him my deepest secrets
but he says nothing

I tell him my dreams, my joys, my goals in life
but still, he says nothing

One day I glance over at him
And he turns his head and our brown eyes lock

I lean over to kiss him on his forehead
He says nothing but he does wag his tail


--This poem was published in the 1998 issue of Page One, a literary magazine put out by my Belleville Township High School West, and has been dedicated in loving memory of the late Max, a Golden Retriever/Yellow Lab mix who died at a well-lived 14 years old.