Special Friend

He led the life of a hero,

Helping anyone who was in trouble.

If anyone ever needed any thing,

He would be there on the double.

He loved to smile and never frowned,

And apologized for things he didn't do.

He'd take the blame for everyone,

Imaginary friends old and new.

But one day it finally happened,

He just lost it and snapped.

He knew what he had done,

But couldn't take it back.

The tension and guilt had been building,

On the poor guy for a while.

If you look back on that once cheerful face,

You'd see it was a broken smile.

He must have experienced a lot in the past,

Much more than any one had ever had.

He masked his depression with happiness,

So no one could tell he was sad.

You have to far back into his past,

When he used to have owner.

Poor creature was left behind,

And thrown out as a loner.

Cold and tired he ban to walk,

Fearing he'd become loster.

Once he gazed up that huge mansion,

He had recognized it as Foster's.

He decided to go there,

And never look back on his past.

When he knocked on that front door,

He thought his bad memories wouldn't last.

But to his dismay they did,

And only seemed to get worse.

A negative voice in his mind always put him down,

And he hated it with remorse.

He figured he'd help anyone,

That ever needed a hand.

Do the complete opposite of his owner,

Who he still couldn't bare to stand.

Lucky for him he has friends,

Who'll do anything to help him with his problem.

They love and care for him very much,

And he couldn't do anything that would ever stop them.

He realized that he was never truly alone,

As many new friendships are built.

He's a special friend to everyone,

And that special friends' name is Wilt.

WiltLuver:Hey! How did you like my poem? Please RR! This is my first piece of fan fiction on this site. I'm also putting up a Fan Fiction that I'm finished with. I'm also writing a new one so look for my name. WiltLuver