A STILL DOG

The  creater must have  have been a dog  lover 

A dog with no blood and bones

Sat and guarded the street homes

He sat there all night in the chill

But all the time he  was quite still.

From dawn to dusk he sat on the ground

Looked at each one passing  by

He never barked but sat there

Waiting for his master  all day.

Perhaps it was the memory of the creature

The master had made it an everlasting feature.

Written by

Pramila