Kala

About Kala
my little bundle of joy,
a precious little toy,
mine and mine alone,
in a comfy home,
i remember days that i would let you come upstairs,
and in the front room you used to climb on the chair's,
i loved every second that i was with you,
but what did you do,
my last memory of you is you laying died in your kennel,
a lovely dog so gentle,
as you twitched i cried harder and harder,
such a lovely dog,
so unfair,
make-up ran down to my knee's, do i care?
i sat there thing omg she is died,
she is died,
it was like a piano on my head,
so beautiful yet a hard hitting true,
unfortunately such is the naivety of youth,
i loved you then and i miss you know,
but all i know is we will meet again someday, somehow.