Never thought I would come so close,
Now I am in love again.
Thoughts of love like the masters milk;
Dripping down from his table I take;
I am a little dog that would always appreciate,
Now he looks upon me and gives me bread.
Endless nights of his mind in mine;
He told me he would forever be true,
Yes I look away but back on track;
For I am that dog that now eats bread.
Master who is so tender;
Loving me like a father;
Crying I run and I find shelter;
Why then would I leave a child without water.
Are words that only the deep can get;
For master has said not a word that I would forget,
His voice is like thunder in the mid sunny day;
But I hear like a baby scared of the warned fire.
Oh! Master your love,
It keeps me burning;
For this would I take,
Closer and craving for some more love;
I would live to give my all.
Sweet melody of me a dog,
Who was unworthy of feasting with him;
Now dine with kings in glory.
Master thank you for your endless soft love,
You have given me more than a dog would eat,
Now I have different breeds waiting for your word.
By Okorhi Ogaga