Alone she awaits her best friend's return,
Despite the downpour she remains loyal and devoted, With the rain dashing against her outer layer, She stares out the long winding mist filled lane way, Her eyes filled with anxiety, But when a shadow overcomes the mist, The ground is awakened by the sweeping of the lifeless leaves. If one were close, they could feel short but swift bursts of wind. It needs no explaining, Her eyes are engulfed with excitement, Her legs shake in preparation at the starting line, On the signal she's off, No pause or second thought. At last, she laps her arms around her friend, With mutual affection they stand clasped in each other's grip, Upon release, Side by side they continue their journey home.
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