More Than a Pet

When we went to the
Kennel he was barely more
Than a handful of wiggly
Fur with bright eyes.
Rottweilers start out small
And grow up to be a bundle
Of formidable muscular
Handsomeness that cause
People to steer clear of him
Because of his glaring look.
Ami, our Rottie, was brought up
In the right way in the kennel.
He had a wonderful personality,
Loyal, loved us, a superb
Protective instinct with the
Children. He was a family member
To us. We had him for nine
wonderful years.

Currents

As soon as we are hatched out
Of our eggs and leave the nest
We  get our wings and learn
How to fly
First we take short trips that
Scare us and tire us
But our curiosity and desire
To see what is out there
Urges us to soar to the heights
And look down at the world
We live in