Hachiko

A young Akita Brought to Tokyo in March So loved and cared for Professor Uneo tried Hachiko did not fetch balls In time he escaped Now larger, he searched the town Found the train station There his masters scent vanished He waited till the last train When he saw master Greetings of joy and surprise Then the walk to home Hachiko did this each night Impressing the professor Everyone knew him Giving snacks to Hachiko Months and months passed by Until one cold winters night When the last train came and left No master to greet Hachiko walked home alone There had been a stroke Each night Hachiko would wait Eyes fixed on the last trains doors His loyalty strong He would go to the station Never faltering Day after day, he waited Years passed, loyalty strengthened Died at eleven The town, used to his presence Put up a sculpture Precisely where he would wait Hachiko's day is March Eighth