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Every day, I dragged myself home from school.
I was a latch key kid, so no one was home
Except for you.

You were always there in the window
Waiting to catch snowballs, chase squirrels, and eat onion grass…
You with your butterscotch fur glinting in the late afternoon sun.

You were my best and sometimes only friend,
But I didn’t see you as anything more than a dog.

Then, I grew and became pre-occupied with things adult.
I forgot you.

Until, I returned to my family home,
And you were gone along with my ability to take you for granted.

You loved me and will always be golden.