Sunday, January 11, 2015

Woof Woof

There was a stray on me street that cold windy night,
His howls and his barks setting the scene alight,
Assuring his people safety and sending thieves a fright,
And to me gate he followed suit, his eyes turning bright!

Woof Woof said he, and I decreed that his name,
Wag did he, his tail, and threw me a salute,
His front limbs on mine, more loving than a dame,
And his eyes sparkling a story, as he sat by me mute!

He walks me to me destination, near or far,
Running up to me while I get down from a car,
His eyes light up, he knows a loaf of bread with his name on it,
On a cold, cold night he enjoys the comfort of sleep on a car bonnet!

On a good weekend, he know I have the time to play fetch,
So we get a stick, and he'd rather watch me fetch, the little wretch,
Running in circles, mad with his own tail,
One day he climbed my scooter, and to the store we set sail!

We now sit together on sleepless nights,
Watching the streets, throwing shadows on the lights,
His arm on my lap, as I puff away my last cigarette,
Thanking the stars above, for as companions, we met.

- Gautam