Black and white fur
Ears on full alert
Four paws pounce
With our hearts you flirt
We named you Satuit
After a word of native American Indian
From the Wampanoag tribe where
My home town Scituate came into being
Barely three months old
A bouncing bundle of joy
Stealing hearts at every turn
That’s my boy
You don’t ask for much
Under the sky above
Just hours of playtime
And to be loved
And who are we to argue
With a Siberian Husky pup
Our hearts are yours and
Everything else if that’s not enough
You’ll mature into an adult dog
A proud companion
As we are to you
Our heart’s champion
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Author:
Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 18th, 2022 07:19
- Comment from author about the poem: My new puppy will be arriving soon. Can't wait to bring him home.
- Category: Special occasion
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Comments2
Wonderful words AP, I a sure you will have a wonderful time with the new member of your family.
Andy
Thanks Andy. It's been a while, but I'm really looking forward to having another dog. Man's best friend. 😊
quite frankly AP, this gave me a warm glow from head to toe .. what adventures you will surely have together ...................... Neville
Warm glows are the best! Thanks Nev. 😁
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