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If I were a Dog
If I were a dog…
I
would start life as
a fuzzy young pup.
I would be no larger,
than the size of a tea cup.
As
days go by I would grow and grow,
my brothers and sisters,
I would all get to know.
So many siblings,
some look just like me.
Together with mama,
we are a big family.
It has been two months now,
and we’re all having fun.
We like to eat and to drink
and to sleep and to run.
But
now there are strangers
coming in and going out.
Watching and petting us
as we all scurry about.
One
took a brother
and one of my sisters, too.
Where they were taken,
I just never knew.
A little boy spied me
and then picked me right up.
He said to his parents,
“This is the one,
I want this pup!”
Away
from my family
they took me real far.
The boy held me close
as we rode in their car.
They named me “Zeus”
because of my size,
and they all gazed upon me
with love in their eyes.
It
has been a whole year now
and I cannot complain.
They house, feed and play with me.
It’s all love
and no pain.
I feel older than the boy,
I am one; he’s not even seven.
I wonder how I will feel
when I am eleven!
The
boy says he’ll love me
to very last end.
I give my love back
because I’m his best friend.
by John Grijak
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