The sound of the door closing behind
My name being called
My dad held a big brown box
Gently setting it the floor
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Taking On A New Responsibility
The sound of the door closing behind
My name being called
My dad held a big brown box
Gently setting it the floor
I opened the box as if it was a door
Revealing what was behind
As white as snow
I had revealed a puppy
I held him in my arms
Fluffy as a marshmallow
Still so small
I was careful, so he wouldn't fall
Taking him out
He slowly wandered about
This was a new beginning
From now on it was a new responsibility
That I had to fulfill
And to show I am capable