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
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