Holidays over, children returned; and lonely was I.

Many times felt like crying, I would very often sigh !

To make it easy, gifted I was, by my friend, a cute little pup.

Our friendship began, when  ran I, to him feed, some warm milk in a cup.

Soon became we friends great;  inseparable, very close.

Most faithful n loving he is; ever ready to fight foes.

Looks into my eyes deeply he does, wagging his tail.

Curl he does in my arms fat, hugging me without fail.

Knows he my intentions, before I say a word; he is really smart

Now, I love him with all my heart; of my life, he is a part.

Human friendships most, are commercial n conditional.

My cute pup, I call him Scampy, fills my life with love unconditional.

Armin Dutia Motashaw