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AngelTears6996 Posted 21 years ago
Big Boy- A Childs Love Story
Big Boy was grown,
I was three,
When first he came to live with me.
He's just a dog,
but very wise.
You could see it in his shiney eyes.
When with the other kids i'd play.
He was never very far away.
We fed him icecream,
We fed him ice.
For he was like somebody nice.
The mail man would pat his head,
And say,
Where is your little "Miss, today?
The neighbors all around could see,
What a great love,
He had for me.
Now I'm a big girl,
Eleven or more.
When I come home from school at four.
He still meets me at the door.
Or down the street he comes to see.
If by chance might early be.
One day as we crossed the road.
A truck bore down with a heavy load.
I could not tell you if I tried.
How long or how hard,
Or how much I cried.
Now there's just mother, dad and me.
He was the rest of us you see!
Now when I come home,
from school at four.
He don't meet me anymore.
I look away and say.
He's not here.
He's just away.
For me there could not ever be,
Another dog as loved as he.
Written By: Valley meadows- This story was written about a dog that she really loved as a child.
written bettween 1930-1936
I was three,
When first he came to live with me.
He's just a dog,
but very wise.
You could see it in his shiney eyes.
When with the other kids i'd play.
He was never very far away.
We fed him icecream,
We fed him ice.
For he was like somebody nice.
The mail man would pat his head,
And say,
Where is your little "Miss, today?
The neighbors all around could see,
What a great love,
He had for me.
Now I'm a big girl,
Eleven or more.
When I come home from school at four.
He still meets me at the door.
Or down the street he comes to see.
If by chance might early be.
One day as we crossed the road.
A truck bore down with a heavy load.
I could not tell you if I tried.
How long or how hard,
Or how much I cried.
Now there's just mother, dad and me.
He was the rest of us you see!
Now when I come home,
from school at four.
He don't meet me anymore.
I look away and say.
He's not here.
He's just away.
For me there could not ever be,
Another dog as loved as he.
Written By: Valley meadows- This story was written about a dog that she really loved as a child.
written bettween 1930-1936
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