I Had a little dog, and my dog was very small; <br />He licked me in the face, and he answered to my call; <br />Of all the treasures that were mine, I loved him most of all. <br /> <br />His nose was fresh as morning dew and blacker than the night; <br />I thought that it could even snuff the shadows and the light; <br />And his tail he held bravely, like a banner in a fight. <br /> <br />His body covered thick with hair was very good to smell ; <br />His little stomach underneath was pink as any shell; <br />And I loved him and honoured him, more than words can tell. <br /> <br />We ran out in the morning, both of us, to play, <br />Up and down across the fields for all the sunny day ; <br />But he ran so swiftly--he ran right away. <br /> <br />I looked for him, I called for him, entreatingly. Alas, <br />The dandelions could not speak, though they had seen him pass, <br />And nowhere was his waving tail among the waving grass. <br /> <br />The sun sank low. I ran; I prayed: ' If God has not the power <br />To find him, let me die. I cannot bear another hour.' <br />When suddenly I came upon a great yellow flower. <br /> <br />And all among its petals, such was Heaven's grace, <br />In that golden hour, in that golden place, <br />All among its petals, was his hairy face.<br /><br />Frances Darwin Cornford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feri-s-dream/
