A Song For Skippy Poem by AMMUS SREERAJ

In summer or winter
In spring or autumn
In the days of glory or in my blues
In my anger or love


Whatever be the season or the state
You are always with me
People have come
People have gone
Like the flux of particles
There, here and gone
But you are still with me

Many have taken the vow
' Till death do us part'
But without taking that
You live by that in your heart
Always loyal & lovable

Your love is the only certainity in my uncertain life
My dear skippie
My dear doggie
We will be like this
Till the day
Death do part our bodies