A ragged dog sat down on its own without any place to call home.
It's coat all covered in soot.
It's lonley face cries a million words to me.
I see it's eyes all gloomy and sad
It's fur all tatterd and ruined.
He gaze at me on that day as if to say, "I need a friend."
He looked so sad.
He looked so hungry as he walked up to me.
He lowerd his head towards me and whimperd at me.
I heard his whisper.
A whisper "I need help."
I took him home and took good care of him as I could see he was made of bones.
He was so small
He was so fragile.
I gave him a wash and he looked better.
A day of happiness.
A day of joy, comfort and love that little dog had.
His wish come true.
He had a friend.
He had some love.
He became weaker now as he looked and smiled at me. A tear which escaped our eyes.
Not a name had he, my 'friend'.
On the last day of his life...