Bruzo My Dog

Bruzo my dog Little pup at my maternal uncle's house, Moved from his mother's lap and chose mine, Pure black, on forehead a white stripe, Tears of love in his eyes, that I did wipe , Reached my home and added onto family, Dear he soon became, grew up hastily, Faithful, wagging his tail in affection, Clever and alert, wit in perfection, A burglar's alarm, awake at nights, Sweet morning walks and evening fights, Winters, summers, autumn, rains and fog, With every season bloomed, Bruzo my dear dog ! Written on 23/7/14 Contest- Animals alive Sponsor- Carol Eastman Ranked 3rd Now entered for poetry contest "My Furry friend" by Royal T