An Old Friend

Night came with silence

But then there was a sound

Something cracking hard

Like a window coming down.

Atlas leaped to investigate

And then froze in the spot

It could be something dangerous

And that meant a lot.

But still he had a duty

To protect his furless folks

So he would do as needed

Because his duty was not a joke.

So boldy, inch by inch,

Atlas sniffed and advanced

Till he came to the danger

And finally could relax.

For it wasn’t a burglar

Nor a killer or a mouse

Just the ghost of an old friend, Titan,

A dog who once lived in the house.

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