Copper by Avik Belenje (15, California)

I ran from you when first we met.
I trembled, fearing you would spring at me.
I hid behind my dad while tears befogged my eyes.
I saw you then with me, the prey, and you, the crouching wolf.

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You nudged me with a ball and grin.
You overlooked my ceaseless whimpering.
You even caught my carrots flung your way each time.
You cared for me as would a parent though alike in years.

I ached to celebrate fifteen with you.
You tried to limp with copper fur silvered.
We rested often, with the nightmare of goodbye
Until I sobbed and forced myself to let you fly away.​