I used to write poetry on hidden
It was my shelter from the rain
My favorite pup
That comforted me on sad days
Now I am taking my puppy for a walk
Some people like it
Some do not
All of a sudden I have thoughts
For my puppy
What if it is barking all the time
What if it is too loud
What if it is too brown
These thoughts weren't there
When I was writing on my own
I want my puppy back.