One day my dog Darcy was sitting on the lawn


and started to yawn.


My dog Darcy is brown and smooth on the top.


When he sees a ball he runs quickly but silently.


Sometimes he would race,  bit trip over my lace but


He would never cry.


Dark and simple, always happy


Running all the time, chasing sticks


Yawning every night, every night, every day,


 he would not make a sound for another day.


He would help me when I was a baby.


Darcy what's wrong?


 Darcy what happened?


 Darcy what did you do?


 Darcy I care for you.


He's thirteen, he's got four paws


he's cute and he's big and he is my Darcy.


If there was a storm he would yawn


and go back to bed.


That is my dog Darcy.