Fellow sea otter,

by the riverside,

I approach you just to see,

what it is that I may be,

able to offer.



You slept upon the river's edge,

and I assumed you were ill,

yet, upon my approach,

you reared,

with a gasp,

and shoved your way off,

into the river's grasp.



In your natural home,

I could only gaze on,

with a warmth,

a love,

that imprinted itself,

upon my mind.



So, when the day came,

that I saw you again,

I lingered,

I watched.

Then, you became aware,

of my heavy stare.



You arose,

meandered to the edge,

then dove again,

into the river's depths.



Another day came,

and I hoped to find,

the friend I often had in mind.



Yet, you were no where to be found.



I wandered around,

through the berry bushes,

tall grasses,

and stones.



Until, eventually I found,

my friend in need,

of someone,

to save them.



So, in a fervor,

I dismantled,

the steel contraption,

that had tangled,

my furry friend.



Although you slipped away,

I didn't see you again until another day.



It was quite random,

and I nearly forgot about you,

until, there my friend was.



Upon the bank of the river,

resting as you always had before,

yet, this time, you didn't wander away,

you simply looked my way,

as if to say,

"Hey,

we meet again."