If my pet could ever talk, this it what it would say
I am a white little puppy, with some patches of gray
Watching nature, sniffing fragrance, begins my day
I freshen up early, much before I see the sun’s ray
My cozy kennel is the place, mostly I love to stay
Running and jumping around, I feel happy and gay
Wild dogs try to harm me, but I keep them at bay
Cats often quarrel around, still I don’t enter the fray
I love to play with kids, and chase the birds in the hay
Heat and dust irritate me, during the month of May
While in the winters, enjoying sunshine I happily lay
When strangers gaze at me, no attention do I pay
Don’t you agree, I am following just the right way
Let all creatures be happy, to God I always do pray
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem