Puppy: A personal sonnet

For I used to be an only child

The lone wolf puppy was how I was seen

Then one day he came, so spry so wild.

Two years in mutt, but in human fourteen.

Like the sun that sits alone in the sky

Some unique days the moon joins him in light

For I can see in my boyish mind’s eye

Their friendship has grown forever airtight

Rare are canines that have moustache and beard

Brindle all over, pure white on his chest

The rest of the fam'ly thinks he looks weird

But I can tell he is nothing but best.

For my home was just me, Dad and Mother,

Puppy came in and gave me a Brother.