This poem is dedicated to my black and white canine, Boomerang. My family got her when she was one year old, and, on the day of her arrival, my brother, mother, and I took her for a walk. Either Nik or I was holding the leash--I am too young to remember--when a big dog came running after her. The leash was dropped, and the dog went running. We feared we had lost her on her first day. However, when we arrived back home, she was awaiting us by my father's side. We henceforth decided to name her Boomerang. She is now thirteen years old, still strong and very much alive, and continues to serve as a lighthouse when I am lost at sea.
While her colours oscillate from dark to light
This beauty is not solely black and white
More devout than any man is capable of
From wandering in forests, filled with unfleeting joy
To dissuading devils and villains from breaking in the door
She is ever faithful--at peace and at war
My adoring companion contradicts not my words
She listens intently when I cannot be heard
An infallible antithetic to life's poisons and perils
While our first meeting resonated your refusal to part
The succeeding years formed an unstoppable bond
I will remember you always, with the unconditional love of my heart
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