smiling pup
When I am having a bad day
And all I really want to do is hit the hay
I know that no matter what
When I come home, there will be my smiling pup
Wagging his tail and shaking his bum
He looks at me and breaks into a run
He runs right into my arms
And kisses my face
It is so nice to know that no matter what my day was like
And I really do mean no matter what
There at the door to greet me there will always be my smiling pup
This poem is about:
My family