my prized possession is
very prize worthy
it is worth fifty medals
and a few million dollars,
I’d search all day long for it
under a couch, dig a hole
or even run fifty miles
no matter what I do I’ll find it,
I’d follow it all day long ,
teach it tricks, and feed it,
adore it, and love it and have fun,
of course you must wonder
what it is and it is my
golden retriever, Lucky
Why would you dig a hole to find a dog?
It’s an example to keep the rhythm.
Love the way you made the poem look! I also love how you wrote about your dog. That’s very sweet.
I like how you made your poem look and how you did it about your dog, Lucky.