~Limped on four paws~

The dog couldn't walk
It limped on four paws
At that very last moment
Death had released it from its jaws

Yes, it was in pain
Yes, it was sad
But still it was happy
More than it ever had

For its two friends had returned
The pasts of its life
The girl who mended its heart
And the boy who had pierced a knife

The Boy had grown up
He had become a man now
But those eyes were still the same
It'd recognised him anyhow

The Boy too got them back
The memories which were faded
And had cuddled the dog hard
Not that it was needed

It loved them with all its heart
Didn't expect anything back
It was an unconditional love
And it would never lack

The same was with the girl
One who had sung with it
She too had left it there
When her priorities changed a bit

She was a writer
She was a poet
And in many of those nights
She was lost in duet

The dog would bark and talk
But the girl would just rhyme
Tired it went to sleep
Mumbling, "some other time."

But those times were gone now
Life had turned again
And both its friends were back
To play with it again

The dog had become a reason
For two hearts to play together
Sometimes the dog would side
And they'd be lost in each other

In the name of friendship
There was a hidden love
Limping on the four paws
Dog would watch its lovely doves

It'd admire the two doves...
It'd love the two doves...