A Poodle’s Poem

I have a little doggie
Worth more than ten gold crowns
She doesn’t take up lots of room
Just barely weighs six pounds.

Bravado fills this little dog
She lets everybody know
That come what may, she will protect
Me from both friend and foe.

Selected as I am to know
Her day belongs to me
And highs and lows will match my moods
Six pounds of empathy.

But still she cuddles in my lap
And hides if she is snubbed
Or does a silly little trick
To get her tummy rubbed.