Pals

You can see it in their eyes

There’s no disguise

For the joy they feel

At just having each other 

Nearby

Wrappin’ their trunks

In a playful twist

Like an arm on the back

Like a bump of the fist

Like a high fiving slap wrist to wrist

You

My friend

Are my pachyderm jack

You’re my elephant swell

You’re my funky

Trunky

Pal