Time spans
Five fingered hands have a hand in
Making the companion of man
Or an extension
Soon you will be digging holes
For the bones that are not your own
You have grown out of necessity and
To our luck
You'll be someone's
Best friend
Desperately needed
You will mean everything to them
Loyal to the end
You'd die for them
Hmmm I am sensing you are almost
Fully grown and ready to be
Thrust into the infinite
And seemingly endless
World we live in
It is almost time