Shamu, you dear little fellow
Who knew death was round the corner to claim you?
We had hardly said “hello”
When you gave your affection to me as my due
Orphaned at birth, you were at Blue Cross for a while
My family adopted you as a friend for our farm
Though only a tiny pup, you had your inimitable style
You were never cross: just always friendly and warm
Ramu, also a pup from Blue Cross, wasn’t your brother
Yet, you both became fast friends
And always fooled about together
Setting your own rules and play trends
Shamu, you had unique grey eyes that were thoughtful
Your look and conduct were rather grave
Like most puppies, you were wont to be slothful
I believe God gave you another birth anyone would crave
One fine day, you slept at my feet
How can I forget your soft touch and face so very sweet?
I shall remember your trustful little heart
Till the time comes for me too to depart…
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Our family lost a pup, Shamu, a couple of weeks ago in an accident. We shall miss that sweet tempered canine friend. Sigh.