My pet dog

I was glad
When my grandpa gave me a puppy              As a gift
At my tenth birthday●

My grandparents taught me
what puppy should be given
To eat & drink
I was convinced with their say●

It took many months to understand his likes and nay●

Gradually,puppy started to like me & I loved his colour "gray"●

I had not much friends in my
locality●

His behaviour changed & gained stability●

After school, I played with him
In the garden●

When he became rude,my heart didn't be harden●

He liked meat most as his prey●

He ran amusingly on garden's ley●

When I was ill, he always sat
beside my head●

He became sad seeing me, lying continuously on bed●

After 4 years,
one day he didn't move & neglected all food●

My family & I thought,
He would eat when he got good mood●

But at night,
He came slowly-slowly into my room

I could feel,
His cold paws & his face's gloom

My grandma said, he was about to die●

All consoled me to say him happily good-bye●

He died shedding beads of tears
In my lap●

On his head,to dedicate I placed my Favourite cap●

In the garden, he was buried under The series of red rose flowers●

I hoped, one day he will blossom
As rose gaining vital powers●