Poppy

May 28, 2009
By Sara Sakowitz BRONZE, Kings Point, New York
Sara Sakowitz BRONZE, Kings Point, New York
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When I picked you out from that crate
I was looking at your wonderful smile
You were only eight weeks old and I was eight
But your striking green eyes made me stay awhile
I had no idea of how much I would love
You, Poppy, whom I named after a mouse
Someone who would always listen but never tire of
Listening to my worries or coming with me to a new house
When you were hit and thrown by a passing car,
And my dad found you lying by the road,
My heart felt like it was completely filled with tar.
But you recovered and soon returned to your abode
No matter where I go or if we’ll be far apart
I will always love you from the deepest depths of my heart.


The author's comments:
In English class, we were studying "Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare, and we had to write a sonnet. My dog, Poppy, had recently been hit by a car. During the time when she was in the hospital, I realized just how much I loved her. So, I wrote a Shakespearean sonnet about my love for my dog. Alfred Lord Tennyson once said, "'Tis better to have loved and lost/ Than never to have loved at all." Poppy's car accident helped me realize what a big part my dog plays in my life. This poem is dedicated to her.

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