When I was a kid, we had a pet dog,
Jimmy was his name,
Whenever I came out to play, used to run after me,
Copy my actions, exactly the same!
Meat and bread was his favorite dish,
‘May he remain forever with me’ was my only wish.
I remember, once it was raining and I fell into a big hole,
Others were making fun but he was there to help and
console.
It had always been fun playing with him,
From the morning till the dim.
His bark was so funny and familiar,
But, he was a small puppy like a newly blossomed bud,
The only thought which made me fear.
Once, we had to leave for our village, so we left him with our neighbors,
Everyday, I felt his absence and missed the feel of his soft white furs.
Two weeks later, from a weary journey, we came back,
Ambience was quite bizarre and there was something which it did lack.
I went to my neighbors to check for my little pet,
They were standing numb and Jimmy was nowhere to be seen, not even in his net.
I called his name and searched for him in the garden and under the tree,
The only question pondering over in my mind was ‘where could he be’?
My mom came from behind and said, ‘‘He went up above in the sky’’,
Tears rolled down my cheeks and I looked up to bid him ‘goodbye’!
Later, I was told by my dad, the actual cause,
Jimmy had a brave clash with the big dogs!
That very moment, I recalled my fear,
The only words I could say to him were ‘sorry and I miss you dear’.
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