My darling boy was here last night
But then we had a dreadful fight,
We both said things that were unkind,
It's no one's fault, but never mind.
I stormed off, and went to bed,
He went for a walk, instead,
We've often had these rows before,
When he goes out, and slams the door.
When I awoke, this very morn,
I looked around, sad and forlorn,
No Nicholas could I espy,
What could I do, but sit and cry.
If you see him, tell him please,
That I will beg, on bended knees,
I'll grant his every wish, and whim,
I really, really, do miss him!!
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Owain Glyn
A/N I wrote this poem for one of the kindest, loveliest, most compassionate people on wattpad on the loss of her dearest pet.
Sloanranger, we all hope Nicholas comes home.
