by Nancy Durham.........................................
I have a little puppy
As sweet as she can be.
And every time I take a walk
She always follows me.
My puppy's name is Maybe
My mother named her that
Because there may have been a chance
That we would take her back.
As she snuggles by my chair
She wonders if I can see
The love and kindness in her heart,
That she has there for me.
But I am sure that she can see
That she will always be
The only puppie in the world
That will always belong to me