My Best Friend

My best friend is always there,
Always in my hair,
Ready to play,
Born in May.

Fun to be around,
Not very big,
Eats like a pig,
Thinks she is a hound.

Sleeps with me
In my bed
And on my head,
My valentine to be.

She fell from above
Into my arms,
Living on a farm
Like a morning dove.

She does not live in a hut,
Never won a race,
And will not be a disgrace.

Sniffed death's but,
Laughed in his face,
And will keep on living
Until her soul reaches heaven.