The snowy brush
\nthe railway track
\ncold lifeless nights of awe
\nsteathily he sits and waits
\noutside his masters door
\nThe Christmas Trees
\nwere decked with lights
\nas the snow fell down
\nso cold
\neyes closed, he lay their dreaming
\nof when he was less old
\nfrost caked in his fur
\nand only memories left
\nof when
\nhis master took him to the
\nforest
\nit must have been
\nsome 10
\nyears ago
\nhe jumped and played
\nand chased
\nbut now all alone
\nsince his master died alas
\nHachiko he had known
\nsuch love but now
\nthere was no one
\nand he was all alone
\nfreezing in the garden
\nwhere his memories were sown
\nHe died there
\nhis long wait came to an end
\nthat snowy night
\nwhen all the trees were decked
\nwith bells, and beautiful moonlight <\/p>\n
Inspired by my lovely Goddess<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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