I was just a pup when she found me

In a fragile corner of the world

Happy and free

 

I was just a pup when she found me

I would run to her wagging my tail and going woof woof

A sunny day here

A Sunday there

She would take me on walks

Bring me treats

She would throw me a bone

I would run and flee

She would chase after me

I would woof after her

Wagging my tail, going woof woof

Up the hill and down

 

She would bring me these costumes

Dress me up

We would go for treats

When she would say my name

I would run to her wagging my tail

Going woof woof

 

 

Then there came a time she had to go

Far far away…

I would think of the walks, the treats, and the dress ups

And the Sundays

The sunny days

 

I would wait for her to call me

So that I can wag my tail and go woof woof

Now my woof woof is a bark bark

That I occasionally sing in melancholy

 

Imagining the walks gone by

The treats devoured

The bone chases buried

 

She keeps me in a doghouse

Occasionally taking me on walks

I would bark just to have her talk to me

 

I am just a dog in a doghouse

Kept aside

Summoned when needed

A benchwarmer

 

No more of that…

I make a plan

I bark like never before

She comes to open the cage

Gives me a treat

I wag my tail

I go woof woof

As she takes out the leash

I run

She chases

She keeps chasing

Until she is out of breath

She starts to cry

 

I turn around

Unable to bear the pain

Wagging my tail and going woof woof

She hugs me

A sunny Sunday

Back at the hill

A bone unburied

Loyalty realized

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I have no clue as to how this poem came to me. I just felt like writing about a pup and a girl. Now that I am reading it, I can say this poem maybe interpreted in anyway one pleases. I can simply mess with the audiences and say, that it is based on a true story and that it is not really about a dog and a little girl. Or maybe it is literally about a dog and a little girl. HAHAHA! Happy Holidays.

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