To My Puppy
Puppy laying
Head on knee,
I will take
Good care of thee.
Laying there
Soft and warm,
Always loving
Since you were born.
When I had to go
Away to war,
I could tell
You knew the score.
When I fight
You're on my mind,
Wishing you'd be here
All the time.
You were first,
At the door,
When notice came,
I died at war.
Puppy laying
On my grave,
I died for your
Freedom to save.
Copyright © Robert Belenzon | Year Posted 2025
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