Thursday, November 13, 2008

unk

Two weeks into your life.
I snatched you up couse you were
in the street.
I took you in my home with a lot
of hope and pride.
My mom and brothers loved your
cute boxer face.
My mom loved you like her smallest son
and feed you more then her own.
I didnt know why she gave you
away,but we hope you never pass
away.
We love you Tyson

1 comment:

Mr. Payne said...

I like that this poem isn't all about romance like a lot of the others.