I know not where I was born
I know not whom I first called Mom
Etched in memories deep inside
There was a single soul to reside
Who with pain reared me so long
That lovely lady I believe is my Mom
Thirty days or so in life
It was coming home, from dark to light
I joined a chirpy house of four
Mom and Dad ,a sis n bro
And then it was a maze of five
Mom and Dad and three kids live
Naming me seemed a Herculean task
What do we name? On and On they ask
soft n tiny with a pink round nose
"Pinky" my name they choose with applause
I was raised with love,
I was raised with care
At times made me wonder
Am I a pup so rare ?
A lively toy for the kids to play
A funny lil friend for all in gay
A lil baby sweet for Mom to raise
I'm such a lucky soul did my mind rejoice
I guarded the house, I loved my home
I sure was part of the fun filled abode
Days passed by and so did years
All grew busy to see my tears
The kids were raised and they left home
Now it was a trio Dad, me and Mom
Growing pretty old, ailing stage of life
My Mom did treat me, despite the homely strife
Better in health on one day bright
Sick as ever my next day's plight
All except Mom did me in course detest
Was I still their baby or a nagging distress?
Burdened they were with my poor state of health
Can they be blamed they were too busy for felt
And then one fine day unable to bear
The sight of my misery, or pain to rear
I was to be freed from the throbs of life
Released from the pain of being alive
A final gesture of affection so dear
Did I not witness with my death so near?
Once and for all I lay on the lap
Where I used to cuddle, where I used to nap
Once and for all I looked at those eyes
That welled up to brim forseeing my demise
Once and for all I munched my fav'rite sweet
Fed in my mouth with those hands so meek
I dared not to weep, I dared not to cry
I dared not to look back at the house of five
And thus while walking towards my call
I thanked in my mind for once and for all
I was raised with love,
I was raised with care,
I leave now to part
To a world unknown
Still I do love them
Still I do care
Indeed I am precious
Indeed a pup so rare.
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mmm....miss pinky.....
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