Millo
I really donβt not where to begin
With tricolour fur upon his skin,
And delicate folds of ear within,
The warmth he brings, unlike another,
A feeling akin to that of a mother.
Barks made for food, his way to communicate,
Completing the bond he intricately creates
In the busiest days of all
His presence stands, steadfast and tall.
The love provided from every inch of his soul
With being with me throughout is his only goal
I cannot be lucky enough
To see this cute creature snuff.
No words can express the depth of our bond,
Together we stand, forever fond.
So here's to my furry, four-legged friend,
On whom I can always depend.
-kav
