NikkiFirestarter

R.I.P. Some time, In mid-1999 (Just before first grade), Into our happy home Came a one-year-old chocolate Labrador – Hershey was his name. He was a spunky pup, Full of spirit and love, Yet also so full of fear. Probably the victim of prior abuse, He flinched at the presence Of a welcoming hand drawing near, Even still, he was the sweetest dog A person could ever love, Forever loyal – Despite the many zippers Removed from winter jackets. We gave him a warm and friendly home, Where he grew plump and happy, But never outgrew his fear of loud noises. We all loved the way He would whisper secretes at us, And how