
I am a strong little puppy dog,
With paws that patter, never log,
Through grass, I leap, through puddles I dash,
A tiny bundle with a mighty splash.
My tail wags high, my heart beats fast,
I chase the wind, I run so vast,
Though small I am, my spirit’s grand,
I stand my ground, I take my stand.
With ears that perk and eyes so bright,
I’ll face the world, I’ll chase the light,
No fear can tame my playful bark,
For I’m a puppy, with a brave heart.
So watch me grow, just wait and see,
This little dog will always be,
Strong as the mountains, bold as the sky,
A puppy warrior, who’ll soar up high.
Thank-you for reading.
Much love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Wonderful poem, Brenda. I can picture the puppy in my heart and mind.