Mika



You’re so small you get lost in my arms,

But I know you’re still there,

Your sweet scent like the breeze of the farms,

With your soft puppy hair.



You greet me outside before I walk through the door,

After a long day at school,

I know what’s in store.



Sometimes I get mad at you,

For you chew up my stuff,

But you always love me,

And I love your ruff!



You’re willing to listen to me,

When no one else will,

Even if I go on endlessly,

You’ll just be still.



When I’m acting weird you tolerate,

And you c*** your head to the side,

Like you’re wondering if this is your fate,

To stay by my side.



Faithfully.