Black is her fur
But white is her soul
She barks a friendly tone to communicate with all
She is always at peace and not know what is war
She licks the bowl
And call
Us to enjoy and make fun
our hearts she has won
The angel within her know not what is care
An embodiment of love Julie loves to share
She may be a small bulldog
But to me she resemble a cherub
Who makes me smile
All the while.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem