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11/27/2005

Me & Bruno

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When I think about Bruno now
It makes me feel so sad
Bruno was my friend
During those sweet childhood days
We played many a games and
Chased bright yellow butterflies
Oh! It was fun to live in la-la land
And play with Bruno all day long.
Like my shadow… Bruno was always there
through sun and rain.
Not a drop of sadness kissed my face then.
Those days weaved memories so sweet and deep
O’ it was just like livin’ in Paradise…
Now in reminiscence my eyes goes moist.
Bruno’s fur was blonde but he was not so dumb!
He could read my mind as if…
 it was an oft-read tome.
How he wagged his tail to attract my attention…
How he licked my face to show his love…
O’ how can I ever forget li’l Bruno?
O’ how I remember my childhood friend Bruno
Bruno… o’ how I miss him
Now that he’s gone… gone forever.
I don’t have anyone to share my feelings
All are mere acquaintances these days.
Can you come back from your flower decked grave?
The grave that was dug deepest into my heart.
How many secrets we’ve shared?
Maybe you can understand why I cried that day.
Bruno left me suddenly that day… many years back
Someone I loved dearly said bubyee forever…
Bruno… my dear li’l puppy…
Bruno was my alter-ego; Bruno was my best friend
Bruno was the puppy I never had!!

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