Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2011
I have a little furry friend
He lives up in a tree
He likes to come and play sometimes
But he'll only play with me.

He likes to choose what games we play
And its always hide and seek
But sometimes I can't find him
Then he gives a little squeak

I like my little furry friend
I think I'll call him Fred
We play together every day
Till mommy says its time for bed

Fred is a very special friend
He is what you want him to be
But only I know what he is
Thats why he'll only play with me.
Written by
Barry L J Winters
617
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems