Hunter

Fri, 03/08/2019 - 19:45 -- BHeusel

 Hunter

A loyal dog to the family

And a trusted friend to my Dad

One night at home

My parents hear me cry out for them

I had my hand pressed against the side of my face

My parents ran over to see that I was bleeding

My mom ran to get towel

When I moved my hand for her to see there was two wholes

From there my mom and dad knew it was the dog

So my Dad left with Hunter out to some place

When he came back my Dad was crying

And I was left wondering were Hunter

I was told much later that Hunter was put down that night

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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