Family Dog

Adorable, like a baby panda climbing a tree,
From China, this dog holds my memories.
Jubilant, like bells and children laughing,
The dog’s fur rustles in the wind.

Our family passing it on,
My hands snuggling the dog, keeping it warm
Rustling, tinkling, pittering, pattering,
Our dog barks, happily playing.

The rain drops and the leaves blow,
But our dog’s fur just shines with a glow.
Fur just like a Christmas tree,
With wonderful gifts underneath.

Swirling its memories around,
Trying to reach them but
Once reached, like a wisp of smoke, rising and fading.
Our dog, never forgotten.