Hobbes to my Calvin

You're the Hobbes to my Calvin
my constant companion
trudging through the mire 
of life hand in hand
or sailing through the snow
on a toboggan for two
without a care where we land.

You are there when I wake
and there when I sleep,
      chasing the monsters under my bed,      
talking me through my fears,
frolicking in my dreams,
showing me life is worth laughing at
and brushing away my tears.

You are the Hobbes to my Calvin;
always with me; 
always my best friend
holding me near,
you're never far away
even though no on else can see you
to me you're always right here.  

september 2007
Janet Reid