Dog Dog
By Lucas C
Published 18 September 2014
Dog dog has changed
He doesn’t have legs anymore,
Just arms and ears,
But still as white as a daisy.
It is the most important thing in my life
As soft as newly weaved silk
I will remember you until I die
I will never let you go.
An irreplaceable artefact,
As ripped as a rag
A soft stuffed toy,
I will pass it to my grandchildren.
It loves me and I love it.