My Little Fighter

My little fighter
Your memory isn't any lighter.
The way you cocked your head,
And for tasty treats you plead.
You loved to tumble in the grass, 
And stole sweets from a kid in my class.
When lying on my bed, 
You'd curl up on my lap
There you'd take a little nap.
Chasing cars was your game, 
But you always came when I called your name.
You were my one eyed pirate
Far greater than hudini. 
Never will there be a pack
More sacred than that
Of a little girl and loyal friend
My little fighter
Your memory isn't any lighter. .
But one day we'll meet again.

In loving memory of my first pet a little foxi cross malteese terrier named Cola?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Gifford Avatar
December 6, 2014 at 10:12 AM
Your one eyed pirate had to be a fighter! Memories are precious. I enjoyed your poem.
Smith Avatar
December 6, 2014 at 10:14 AM
She really was, I miss her dearly ...
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