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I am Boyfriend, I am Loved
Some friends are loved for ribbons won
Or miles travelled, running.
Some horses earn a lifetime’s keep
By donning tack and jumping.
Still others carry little tots
With legs and hands a-thumping.
I do not win, I cannot breed, my bloodlines end with me
Yet I am loved—Oh how I’m loved! I’m loved for being me.
I am Boyfriend, I am loved
For every heartfelt reason.
I do not race a record mile,
Nor travel in show season.
I’m loved for me—for who I am!
For what I give to her.
My human loves me just for me,
As I love her for her.
My leg is shot, I shan’t grow sound,
I’ll never stand to labor,
Yet every day my human comes
And thanks me for my favor.
The favor of my company,
The wisdom I impart.
I play, I teach, I learn, I seek—
And love with all my heart.
I’m beautiful, I’m clever too,
I’m physically quite grand,
I’m sweet and smart and brave, it’s true,
but please do understand:
I am not loved for how I look, for with what strength I surge—
My mother loves me just for me, as I I love her for her.