Get Your Premium Membership

Sneaky Pug

I brought you home
for I could not resist
that pushed in face
and rolly girth

From the first time I saw you
it was just ment to be
tho the dollar signs
are still something I see

your short and stout
and you wear a mask
and you've learned quite well
just how to ask

to eat or drink
to sleep or play
and your learning more
with each passing day

The love that you give
has filled me inside
with more love to give
for the rest of your life

So, hats off to
the black masked mug
with that soft wrinkled face
on a fawn colored pug!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments
Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.