Bruno

Bruno was my real friend.

Whether I cared or not,

He was never angry,

Like the human beings ,

when ignored.

He will meet me,

Lick me, jump stand

on his hind legs,

Whenever I came.

Whenever I was sad,

He will sneak silently,

near me and put his head,

In my lap or on my  chest,

And

suck away all my sorrows.

Now he is gone,

left me weeping.

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