The Runaway

He was a runaway, both young and foolish, but just a pup,
and never let him stay inside and always leashed him up
and wanting to escape the owners that kept him  in the yard
until that day he became their runaway unbarred.

He followed the kids home from the park
 and from there he was looking for a place to stay.
so in the house he came and we in hopes one day,
 of finding the owner of this runaway lark.

Weeks later they came tearfully and he went home to them.
but soon they called back as they could not pretend
he was not to be their pet friend and on another day,
he was on his way back to us,  their persistent runaway.

They chose to give him up when only  howled and refused to play
now he was part of us, this lovely, loving, endearing runaway.

With intelligence he recognized my sisters needs, 
she was getting sick, forgetfull and would fall upon her knees 
But he was there  by her side unwavering despite the demands
and he was her protector without commands.

As fourteen years passed by, their unbroken bond united,
 and just as she was leaving this life to the next most quiet
 he closed his eyes and went with her in his loving prayer
 to find life together, no runaways there.


For Dutch and Lynn and their unmeasured love.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace